All the beauty I have known, <br />(For me extant in palimpsest; <br />Real, would weigh a trillion ton) , <br />God carries archived on His breath. <br /> <br />The palatial dreams of my youth <br />Never have and never shall <br />Be built by me, no, my growth <br />Is as the sounding of a bell. <br /> <br />Chuang Tzu's butterfly, I roam <br />From civilized to primeval, <br />Earth but my temporary home <br />For chrysalising beauty's larval.<br /><br />warner treuter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chuang-tzu-s-buddha-butterfly-10th-version/
