Like the flower and the sky
brushstroke the butterfly,
time and hope
wrote the wisdom
that belongs to no one
and belongs to all;
to you and me,
the lion and the fly.
Your freedom is my liberty,
the simplest act of love,
it’s the balance of nature
and the prison of greed.
It’s what I saw in your eyes
that had me convinced:
the time to awaken
has arrived.