Was it love
that lead you
to the dawn of serenity
did you taste each swirling breath,
of the celestite essence of moonlight,
as you sought the trailing remnants of shooting stars,
across dancing snowflake mountains,
while the pureness of nectar awaited in buds and blossoms,
yet selfless butterflies still shed wings at your feet,
to walk along eternity and beyond,
then I saw you there
and embraced your return
to innocence.