Fireflies and Haze, Stars and Dark Velvet Butterflies

Butterflies and moon

Mists blanket the sun and earth; night comes, the sky exchanges a many colored cloak for a formal indigo dress, silk laced with tears and jewels, fireflies and haze, stars and dark velvet butterflies.

“Sleep” sighs the wind, “dream”, “forget”, one life passing into another, one that lasts mere moments, imbued with its own histories and mysteries amidst unknown friendships and loves, a rendezvous for the grey shaded rainbow and his paramour, the pallid platinum moon.

As always,

The mists lift and with them the haze and fireflies, stars and dark velvet butterflies, all returning whence they came.  Dawn arrives and the sky exchanges its formal indigo dress for a cloak shimmering in greens and blues, lavenders and purples and then, covers it in a mantle of cyan and gold.

“Awake” sings the wind, “forget the dreams and return to reality, to rains and storms, to pain and mourning, to daily life at the ocean’s shore and the mountain’s foothills, in the valleys and the plains”.

The midday sun appraises its domain, already divided in two, gazing at those who have and those who lack, at lovers of the day and lovers of the night.  It stares, probing, until embarrassed clouds shelter it all, covering it utterly.

Evening arrives and clouds darken, going from white to gray to black, stream of cooling warm tears released. The sun, bored, yawns and the sky cuddles back into its cloak of greens and blues, lavenders and purples; drifts and begins to snore, lightning and thunder roaring.

As always,

“Sleep” sighs the wind, “dream”, “forget”, one life passing into another, one that lasts mere moments, imbued with its own histories and mysteries amidst unknown friendships and loves, a rendezvous for the grey shaded rainbow and his paramour, the pallid platinum moon.

Again night returns, the sky exchanges a many colored cloak for a formal indigo dress, silk laced with tears and jewels, fireflies and haze, stars and dark velvet butterflies.
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2017; all rights reserved.  Please feel free to share with appropriate attribution.

Guillermo Calvo Mahé (a sometime poet) is a writer, political commentator and academic currently residing in the Republic of Colombia although he has primarily lived in the United States of America (of which he is a citizen).  Until recently he chaired the political science, government and international relations programs at the Universidad Autónoma de Manizales.  He has academic degrees in political science (the Citadel), law (St. John’s University), international legal studies (New York University) and translation studies (the University of Florida’s Center for Latin American Studies).  He can be contacted at wacalvo3@autonoma.edu.co or guillermo.calvo.mahe@gmail.com and much of his writing is available through his blog at http://www.guillermocalvo.com.

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