Butterfly Skys

Why am I unable, to reach the glorious stars?

Since I was a child, out my window, they've simply been so far.

Indifference and ignorance, pertain our very existence.

Yet to live this life of unreality, requires immense persistence.

Are we destined yo an abyss we dream so timelessly?

As time itself being nonexistent, we wander blindlessly.

Faith in abundance for you my Lord, for that I will never deny,

For the beauty of the violet butterfly, need not cross your lavender sky.

The mind so overly focussed, on our own mortality.

Why so? You miss the point my dear, there is no reasoned mentality.

What must be known by the farthest depths is beyond our very control.

Peace and unity is dependent in the realisation that we each are a celestial soul.

The door will never close my friend, as one day you will observe.

That diamond shines, a heart of gold, one only you can preserve.

The necessity these assets will play you simply cannot conceive.

But when the time which non-exists, awe and wonder you will receive.

As before, and after 'existence', one goes back from where they came,

Eternal joy and love you will feel, until you come back again.

However, when you master, the level above our self-pertained realm,

What you see now, and you see then, I promise you it will overwhelm.

A speck of evert colour to be known, on the tip of a butterfly's wing,

Stars sparkling bright as bright can be, and every angel will sing.

You've reached the joy and beauty, for which we cannot even imagine.

Your final destination being completely ubiquitous, only then can you fathom.