Le Papillon de mon Cœur

 

Where chance allows a time to fly,

here I drive to chase the sky.

East, the sky reckons red

South, the bridge to paths unsaid.

But East, it beckons, I am free.

So, destined heart, the road takes me -

to pull me there, towards the sun.

There to find things not begun.

 

To find a forest, green and shared,

with only calls from those who cared,

And songs from hidden friends to find

a lifelong wish to glimpse their kind.

I search and wait, and find a space –

A green and precious lonely place.

So, hushed with wonder, watch and see,

Nature, bring your prize to me.

 

Patience, hiding with the breeze,

finds solace in the whispered trees.

Secrets lost so deep inside

a forest’s heart of Nature’s pride.

Although you never show your face,

I know you’re there, I feel your grace.

Captured in the verdant stream,

Reflected Heart, I see your dream.

 

But time’s not frozen, see its signs,

and I must leave this promised shrine.

With you, unseen, I stand to go,

to find the cherished path alone.

 

And then, hope finds me, dancing there,

beside my road, a chancing stare,

I catch your glittering, brilliant eyes,

flashed in a moment’s fleeting fly.

I stop to hold you, so you stay

to mark the path, to show the way.

There and there again I find

so simply, so no longer blind.

 

Kindred spirit, long apart,

take pieces of a tattered heart

and render them to stained glass wings,

to fly with me towards a star,

even though it seems so far.

 

© Andrew Williams 2011

Inspired by a trip to the Forêt du Gâvre, Pays-de-Loire in July 2010, where a Swallowtail butterfly helped me find Black Woodpecker, Middle-spotted Woodpecker and Bonelli’s Warbler.