Butterfly Effect

“Like a feather, I reside in the wings of birds sometimes

Find the hues of roses in my lips, which are cracked copying the mimes

Or just flowing like the leaves, in the wind to unwind

Surreal to experience the clarity of muddy water, baffling my mind

The freshly cut grass brings back that forgotten scent

It’s divine to fall on the ground just like these liberating rains

Becoming friendly with the reflection in my concave spoon

The spikes of the fork, picking up the pieces that once made me swoon

The dreams finding a nest in the high alpines

Or is it the satisfaction smiling at me in the rays of every sunrise

The street lights becoming my admirer tonight

Making my skin glow, in the patterns undefined

The horn and the traffic seems in sync for a change

Is my mind playing games

Or I am experiencing, butterfly effect again”