Propagation

One-winged migration
brown paper butterflies
descend from mother tree's
outstretched arms
coming down from such heights
to kiss father earth
and shed their temporary wings

For some it will be too hard, too dark
but others will deign to embrace the dirt
loosing sight of the sun
they will cloak themselves in darkness
and wait patiently for the growth
that will lift them towards a new light
and the chance to touch the blue
with their own green arms some day