IRON BUTTERFLIES... SPA's BUTTERFLY CHALLENGE...

 You might wake up some mornin' 

To the sound of something 

moving past your window in the wind 

And if you're quick enough to rise 

You'll catch a fleeting glimpse 

of someone's fading shadow 

Out on the new horizon 

You may see the floating motion 

of a distant pair of wings 

And if the sleep has left your ears 

You might hear footsteps 

running through an open meadow 

Don't be concerned, 

it will not harm you 

It's only me pursuing somethin' 

I'm not sure of 

Across my dreams 

with nets of wonder 

I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love

~

Bob Lind