Richa Srivastava
← Poetry

Butterfly season

As she walks out into the sun Her eyes following the fountain Water shimmering in the brilliant glaze Like blue green sapphires rising in the spray

She walks further into the light A small flutter of colour catches her eye She holds her breath watching the summer sky As the sun catches the brilliant colours of a butterfly

There is another one flitting round the yellow flower Followed blithely by several more, looking spectacular She has never seen so many butterflies in her life And she knows it is time to acknowledge the sign

The dark clouds are lifting finally As life reawakens to a lilting melody A dark and painful past is ending And she breathlessly awaits a new beginning