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Help support quality poetry from J.D. Deutschendorf. Save on name-brand, easy-to-find bargains and deals at jangle.net. lessons mother taught us she planted dill for swallow-tails and milkweed where monarchs would lay their caterpillar offspring round the grass green meadows of May. the migrants returned then as always; how quickly her crops were consumed! but countless chrysalides dotted the dell tucked inside their golden cocoons. then early one morning she beckoned us watch the mystery unfold; the metamorphosis almost complete translucent shells gave up their gold. wet wings greeted the rising sun and the warmth of a soft summer breeze, soon butterflies coloured meadow and wood floating gracefully throughout the trees. she told us of unseen transcendings as we watched the born-agains soar; so certain were we then of heaven as if we had been there before.
from: At the Water’s Edge |