Adam Blatner

Words and Images from the Mind of Adam Blatner

The Bright Elusive Butterfly of Love

Originally posted on October 1, 2014

In 1965 Bob Lind wrote a song of this title. I always thought of this as a kind of poetic romance song, and it might be interpreted that way, but I heard it on my walk today as a hymn of Spirit to our mundane being:

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.

You might have heard my footsteps
Echo softly in the distance through the canyons of your mind.
I might have even called your name
As I ran searching after something to believe in.
You might have seen me runnin’
Through the long-abandoned ruins of the dreams you left behind;
If you remember something there
That glided past you followed close by heavy breathin’.

I first heard this many years ago and the poetry was vaguely intriguing. Listening to it again, at age 77, living with a wonderful woman and deeply in love, I heard it anew as a whisper of the Becoming Everything personified, or one of my guardian angels and her intention. The bright elusive butterfly of love, as I think of it now, is the force of spirit trying to civilize humanity on its way from brute to something more noble.

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