Take And Tug Back Control

When does a butterfly Take and tug back control Brutally blown this way and that Steadily somersaulting Under an invisible spell I sense it's on an explorative Journey to discover its weft Its length of silk its weight in gold Own primordial unfolding goal When does a butterfly Change course with the intent purpose Knowing what flowers allure Have the best of all hearts My how they flutter about Directionless then settle With such artful aplomb finesse Weightless with zero gravity Through an open-dressed flora door Could this be one day, me and you? Could I ask to be weightless? Have zero-plus gravity one day with you. Fasten and affix your delicate feet Your claws around my flowers- Amber sacred heart my love When does a butterfly Play out its last tug of war And pin, its heart to the wall Never to fall With such artful aplomb finesse Weightless with zero gravity Settle to find peace, It will never experience afresh again.