Ekphrasis
Butterfly Jewels
Shall she soar before our very eyes?
Rousing from sleep feeling whimsical,
her serene slumber yielding delicious dreams,
ethereal visions of enchanting elixirs,
spells, magic, and witchery, she knew
her time had come
You see, butterflies — crowning a wreath
of jewels upon her spiraling amber locks —
darted away as her eyelids fluttered awake,
then, the moon — wispy with secrets —
veiled herself behind a cloud
inviting transformation
And, rolling off the fragrant lily pad upon
which she was perched, lips budding,
cheeks aflush, cerulean eyes
a window to the vast sea of her soul,
the tides of change swirled within
And, with delicate fingers clasping
a magic coin bag— the hue of shallow seawater —
encased in trinkets and pearls,
bursting with crystals, buttons, and
and potions of protection, she queried
