ON LOVE
I held onto one butterfly
and watched.
Nothing happened.
You held onto one butterfly
and let it dance.
Something whispered.
It soared above the trees
and landed.
Poem and image by Sarah Rehfeldt. Please do not copy without my permission.
Poem and image republished in Kaleidoscope: Exploring the Experience of Disability through Literature and the Fine Arts, Number 75, Summer/Fall 2017.
Published in Ascent Aspirations Magazine vo. 14, no. 3 (2010); reprinted in Ginosko Literary Journal #10 (2011).