My Name Is

My name is Butterfly,
I need a safe place-
To rest and land.

An open hand,
My time has come
You understand,

Our life on earth
Was not as planned
Close my eyes

Stop the beating,
Take my wings
Into your palm.

My name is Earth,
Dig under my surface
With bare hands.

Open your palm
Filled with dirt and death
Bury my butterfly.

Stop the beating,
Close her eyes
And sleep forever.

Time has come,
After 200 million years
Life on Earth

Was not as planned.
You understand,
We sleep together.

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