Richard Schnap- A Poem

WHITE BUTTERFLIES

Sometimes they seem
Like flags of surrender
In the parade of a nation
That advocates peace

And sometimes they seem
Like brides at their weddings
Dancing in the arms of
Their invisible grooms

And sometimes they seem
Like graceful ballerinas
Weaving and wavering
To the beat of the wind

But mostly they seem
Like angels of mercy
Giving the world’s blinded
The power to see