Once a thought Idly floating by beckoned my mind It fussed around the insides It made me pull my hair I thought Why not give it a chance And let it run its race It danced in my gaze I saw it swirl, Froth and curl Like a surreal spell. Where there was nothing Now grew a new storm I felt it ripple through me My being did protect I wanted to shut it out I wanted to cry out loud and then I was afraid no more... What did change that day I could not tell. The thought itself Had become I. I was it, it was I. And I now knew where my path did lie. Walking through life Someday all of us come to this turn. There comes to us a thought --a butterfly in the wild. She dances merrily in the wind Twirling with our imagination Right in front of our deepest fears Let her fly high far and wide Let her paint new colors Sow dreams Reap ideas. She is our hearts' muse The brave follow her scent And she follows the brave Whatever we might do Wherever we might...