Adrift In The Maze
My mind wanders through the winding ways
like a butterfly arrested in a maze.
A sweet captivity.
Here a flower offers a shape,
there a blend of turquoise blue and mauve.
A baby's face smiles hiding behind a bashful leaf.
The gorgeous pink turns sober and calm
in the tempered presence of the grey.
The sacred hearts of flowered dreams,
and the butterfly amazed, saunters, stumbles, falls,
and is raised aloft to dance
and fly adrift till the garden's end.
Adrift in the maze. Thanks Ratna for this thing of beauty.
Inspired by Ratna Srivastava's cute rangoli of flowers.
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