Treasure Island

Vera Sidhwa


Bats and Butterflies


Bats and butterflies,
Flew crazyily in my brain,
Then outside in my garden, just the same.
Darting revved up through black rain.

These fliers knew no boundaries,
As they crashed from garden to brain,
Back outside then inside, again and again.
All of them universe bound,
Existed visually but lacking a sound.

I wished for only butterflies to see,
I had no need for bats' company,
But how could I alter nature's ways?
Now I stayed in my mind, all meditation day.

Mental determination appeared in this med,
The stream of concentration, diffused out the bats.
Now butterflies in billions, fluttered around instead!
So I saw what I chose to concentrate on,

My eyes feasted on swirling colors,
Both inside and outside my head,
The thoughts in my meditation said,
You can control your world's perception.

Submitted: Thursday, August 16, 2012
Edited: Sunday, August 19, 2012

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  • Thomas A Robinson (8/16/2012 8:26:00 PM)

    Me sees something strange afluttering in this brain, Bats, black rain, and butterflied brains.Where to go when
    under such strain? (Report) Reply

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