Free like a Butterfly

 “Free like a Butterfly.

I emerge from the darken Skies and fly up to the brighten Stars.

I battle my wings of Dust and Magic. Spreading the seeds of Love Galactic.

All of myself cocooned to perfection. Letting me free to infinite liberation.

And whenever I set myself to the nearest flower. I drink up it’s sweet nectar and fly again as a gentle reminder.

That all is shared and all is cared.

All is paired and nothing compared.

Now I declare, that all Butterfly wings are made of Magic. And we shall spread them wide to pure authentic.”


~Marga Parvati Samadhi