Love And Butterflies

In their cocoons, mates are the little butterflies with growing wings while dreaming of the sky, dreaming the flowers. They need to leave their white colored balls, because they are going to find the clouds of their dreams. In the morning, the butterflies rise to the sky from the cocoons. In the evening, The soul mates rise to The Lord after leaving their temples. They reach the clouds of Love, the divine reason over the human limits. This rain keeps falling in both senses. There is about falling up, my love. Poem by Marieta Maglas