Wednesday, 14 August 2013

I am come

I am come.
I am come because I heeded your need.
The wandering wind caught your cry and
brought it to me.
The busy butterflies on the butterfly bush
heard your calling
and beat their wings to let me know.
The purple-centred poppies proclaimed 
the news of your need.
The buzzing bees humming
from flower to flower
came to tell me of your suffering.
And so I am come.
I am here.

© 14 August 2013

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