Butterfly Strong
Ich bin bei dir
I heard it in the night deep and dark
A boom that shook my soul and lit a flame
A tempest great and gruesome hit my mark
And burned with its explosion pane by pane
After the shaking fearsome third degree
I rose by ears to peak the unbarred door
Though standing in the target’s sharp debris
Yet still she echoed stillness from her roar
Heeding the call I took my first dark steps
Away from all the knowns and all the loves
And grew against the quads and the biceps
Though blind to stars below and ground above
How stupid is the leaving home behind
The fool that cannot speak the reason why
But this was knowing less of mine to find
Than knowing, “but don’t lose this butterfly!”
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And so I followed fluttering ahead
That linked me to the boulders in my gut
No candy, water, jewel, mother, bread
Could satisfy this journey with shortcut
But oh the wingéd joy yet did not come
Sweet monarch led more landslides sharp my way
And primordial monsters laughed me dumb
The more I chased the more did faith decay
Then deep below the barrel of the earth
I heard my mother giving up her tongue
She told me so and father knew since birth
To them is where my safety should have clung
And there I played my final hand atop
The nearest touch of life my sense could make
Her image held cocooned in cold backdrop
A life against all sleep a glow awaked
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I dreamt before I died I saw her burst
And spill her colors’ liquid over stone
The tiny triumph’s beauty met my thirst
And sweetened my last intake with a moan
Yes death is near the paradise of yore
All muscled heights and burning let to ease
The ecstasy of endings after war
The purity of cure from love’s disease
Yet even death may bow to ancient time
And so I felt a nibble on my thumb
And metal bled like embryonic slime
Yet marching to its alchemical drum
Yet reaching for the softness of her flame
Yet recognizing me within her fear
I heard a voice that spoke my strangest name
That haunted me with me, “ichbinbeidir.”
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Don’t ask me where from courage took its core
Though hers or mine I still cannot quite say
But asking just this question o’er and o’er
Has been my task and savior to this day
For up I rose and carried on again
And more the mountains oceans space and time
And more the monsters more the angel men
I found within me our third paradigm
I traveled to the farthest place I could
My chase a storied means now much transformed
Each step a stronger print where once I stood
With dust and life and water love performed
I have no grand elixir on my back
To give to you my friends on this return
I have but words and butterflies to track
And faith that you will see and share in turn