Butterflies
The God Within: poems by; Keith McHugh
Within the confines of my mind,
Thoughts are taking their form.
Like an egg They will grow,
Only on the inside though.
You never know when to expect,
I just hope to reflect,
It's intended affect.
Then I hear it Crack,
Excitement,
Rushing back,
Leaving me with butterflies.
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Feeding on our energy,
I Nourish it constantly,
It's growing now,
I can hardly see.
Stronger and stronger,
It can't wait any longer,
There is no way to tell,
Hope I fed it well.
We'll know very soon,
It's now in a caccoon.
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All in divine timing,
This thought we're mining.
Everything's aligning,
Designing, defining,
Always knowing,
It's growing,
Wings showing,
G listening and glowing,
Vibrantly,
Like a butterfly.
That will never die.
About the Creator
Keith Mchugh
Good day to the wonderful soul reading this. I'm so glad to be able to share my art with so many awesome people, with such great imaginations. I hope you enjoy my little contribution. See you in the station.
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