Soul Dancer

death and grim reaper inspired

Death arrived unannounced

I offered him my soul

 

I wandered

throughout the land

in a field of wildflowers

I heard a whisper

“Your soul will be scattered like pollen”

a rusty red butterfly appeared singing praises

to the bringer of souls

the source of all flowers

 

I followed the blazing Queen

to a blossom emanating hues of a glorious sunset

inside the fiery depths I recognized myself

I ran from flower to flower

in each open bloom

I found fragments of my surrendered soul

 

Intoxicated by beauty

I abandoned these lost bits of soul

mine no longer

I embraced everything

 

That which I call my self

seemed to expand and grow

reaching beyond the customary boundaries of the flesh

the border separating me from nature dissolved

I consist of everything the world consists of

 

My departed soul had revealed itself

bits of my soul danced in the form of butterflies

on the wings of a Gulf Fritillary a dream was born

my whole being responded with joy

my mood was expressed as a bright blue sky

 

I looked to the heavens

gazed into myself

saw my soul everywhere

a spellbound dreamer awakens

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gulf Fritillary butterfly photo from my garden.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Queen butterfly photo from my garden.

 

Reviews

[Texas]

Really nice. The impression I get is returning to nature after death. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. I like how if you read deeply, you find meaning behind the words. And if you just read it (no deep thoughts), you can still enjoy the pictures it paints. Great job.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

your imagery is a field of gems bursting their prismatic centers open to the wild and beautiful rejoicing soul~

[Intern'l Shultzfeather]

well, just spilled my inkwell. Lordy, the pictures too. Slow Down, let me enjoy slow death.

[L.u.c.a.s.]

Simply beautiful and awe inspiring

[Doug Ordunio]

You are very close. Excellent job

[just is]

adored the imagery in this write. I found this a joy to read love the last stanza. Such an emotional piece.

[Tony]

A waterfall of poetry-- made me think of how a life and death experience can trigger a moment of clarity or hightened awareness of our lives and the world we live within. You know the whole interconnectedness of everything-- oh yes, I really like the whole mystical quality of this one as well.

Makosica

[Goodbye]

I loved reading this - so lovely is your imagery, revealing the awe of awakenings...

[Jeff Loquist]

deep connections are hard to find and even harder to describe...seems like you have it figured out

[Looouise]

I liked the concept behind this - trading your soul for another day on earth. I also liked how as the poem continued the narrator found her soul, and it was a part of everything. It had spread and such. I thought that was a really nice way of writing about it - considering she traded it with the devil and you wouldn't expect the devil to associate a soul with the beauty of nature - but it was an interesting take. :]

[Mauricio Montoya]

This is another way look at that thin line between life and death or could there be other option Excellent write.