Butterfly flutters over the wall
Tugged by a rogue sea breeze
Across the rippling mud brown river.
Butterfly flutters flickering on bright wings
Across the sun-dappled water.
How long, I wonder, can butterfly wings
Beat a steady course for unknown shores
Before they crumple, weary, upon a wavetip?
Bright wings turn black with distance,
Frail silhouette, still fluttering up and down
Searching for an elusive flower
Finding only the ripe salt smell of the incoming tide.