She dreamed she was a butterfly
Dancing in the air above a field of flowers
When she woke up it took a moment
To realize she was really a human
Then as if peering through a telescope
Back ions through time and space
She saw in her mind’s eye
That she had been
A beautiful butterfly
In a former life
And that explained to her why she
Was always so drawn to butterflies
And kept a butterfly farm
And she felt at one with the universe
And all creatures and things
Bob Boyd