Wanted to say this…

It does not matter how the wind blew the butterfly towards me,
What matters is… it did
And the lonely stranger brought beauty to my garden
Colors, music, and happiness by will.

Fear not the naked beauty of flowers,
Fear not the blinding light of truth…
What throw shadows and mesmerizes
Can never be a mistaken root.

For day and night brings everyday,
Stormy weathers and misty rain…
But the important thing is all that lay
after the season’s change of dream.

Be contempt and free, my butterfly,
Insanely hovering over me,
Bring all the scars to heal, no shame,
So I may heal your pains with glee.

I see… Misunderstanding and Beauty.
I learn… Trust and Faith
I feel… Happiness and Loss
I wish… For True Love. Fate?

Missing you...

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