today sitting out on the back porch
a cool sunny morning
I look up and see a butterfly weaving through the leaves of a nearby shrub
reminding me of a rainy October afternoon two years ago
you and I huddled beneath the canopy of a grand pecan tree
as the rain poured around us
sitting quietly the essence of pecan filled the air mixed with the smell of fresh rain
the edges of pecan leaves silhouetted against a gray sky
sharp and curved
quietly we sat as butterflies fell from the leaves
hundreds dropped
orange and black monarchs filled the area beneath the branches' canopy
soft sounds of amazement left our parted lips
eyes glanced towards each other
that shared moment
a connection in a vast expanse of emptiness
reminding me the embers remained
only soft quiet breaths would reignite the flame
10/9/08
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