Echo Muses 1., Uncategorized

Butterfly Breath

I am peeling off this skin removing the mishap. I am turning into the silky black and blue butterfly…To dance around his head…To breathe in his darling spirit…To chase away the dismay.

Poem for Jeff S. Buckley (the greatest spirit helper)
Poem by: Naomi Ruth Saharski  Waldschmidt Painting by: Naomi Ruth Saharski W.

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