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.