To be the size of a butterfly,
my soft, colorful wings
folded 'round me,
and rest from this flying
inside a smooth canyon
of his broad heart.

To be small enough,
tonight,
in this dark,
to find refuge there.

To be in his cupped hands,
fingers parting
and releasing me at dawn,
sending me
with his prayers
to the sun.

(For Scott, from Celeste)

Size of a Butterfly, ck [2007-06-20]
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