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III. Butterfly Dream

by Rula Shin


Transcending caterpillar dreams
On love-fused wings fluttering softly
Her fragile essence begins to glow
A surge of pure energy permeating
Her existence, wordless

Unparalleled beauty unfolds
The sacred rhythm of soul
The world of words collapsing
Love's lost language unearthed

Communicating steadily with the winds
Surrounding the sphere of her course
She surmounts the threshold of certainty
Unknowingly in timeless infinity

As the meaning of meaning refines
Two dreams bind deep within
The shared layer of sixth sense
Evoking a dream as real as any reality

His presence paints within without
Her palette shedding shades of gray
Clarity of scene defining the undefined
Seizing this instant of pure intent

05/03/2005

Posted on 05/03/2005
Copyright © 2021 Rula Shin

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Tricia Marie Miel on 05/05/05 at 03:07 PM

finespun imagery that seems to float weightlessly. thanks for the treat :)

Posted by Christina Bruno on 05/05/05 at 04:39 PM

nice form, wonderful images ;)

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/06/05 at 01:40 AM

This reads nicely like a love poem for Lepidopterans; my kind of people!

Posted by Bradd Howard on 05/06/05 at 10:40 PM

not too shabby with word play yourself missy! This flows so smoothly. thank you for your words and kind comments... Bradd

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 05/11/05 at 01:46 AM

Beautifully written: I especially like the "feel" of the lines beginning, "Clarity of ... intent." Great symbolic imagery. Lots of nature and philosophy so well tied together.

Posted by Ashok Sharda on 05/19/05 at 04:10 PM

'Transcending caterpillar dreams'…what’s this transition? Where does the caterpillar, in its metamorphosed form, derive this refined charge? "A surge of pure energy permeating her existence, wordless”…yes, this is the cause of the transition. This is how and why the Caterpillar wakes out of a dream and into yet another dream, the Butterfly's dream, who seems to be setting off on this incredible flight 'On love-fused wings fluttering softly'. And where does this transition lead? To 'Unparalleled beauty' which can't be expressed in words, which can't be sensed in the normal state of being, which 'unfolds the sacred rhythm of soul', on its own, wordless, in this intuitive language of love. Yes, what I read in this 'Unparalleled beauty' is the wordless language of love and life, of Becoming and rising, which I do not read in words but sense through my body as 'The shared layer of sixth sense, which evokes a vision 'as real as any reality'. This is pure SENSING. This is a definite rise on this invisible evolutionary scale. This is a mystical experience of love. This is where the observer and the observed merge. This is breaking the falsity of duality 'Seizing this' one 'instant of pure intent' which 'defines the undefined' which transforms the 'meaning of meaning', which makes you feel one within, without, wherein, within merges with without, without transcending within, within without. This is pure beauty. Unparallel.

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