Butterfly Coming to Be

Today, I wish for butterfly. The unstable in the environment are eclipsed by you. If you could see the realities of land and sea, you would think me an enemy. I am here, in a coffee shop, as I view and hear that which would keep you permanently in your chrysalis. I wish for you to fly free. It is time to be professional or to get out of the game. These incidences of exclusion will come to be a plus for me in the end. It will be so easy to see that I was never a part of all of it. Butterfly, I keep you in a beautiful room in the conservatory to be protected from it all, and yet seem as if you are completely free. Land on my shoulder and whisper hello and goodbye. I will come to you in the night, and see your eyes shining and your wings glowing in the dark as you always should have been.