Living life like a butterfly, only stopping for a bit to say hello
or dancing with the wind; we might only touch others with our wings
We may be living too long in a cocoon and running out of room
The universe sends an unexpected spark and suddenly your usual surrounding change
Once looking only at the ground, now up to the sky
or pulling your gaze to horizontal into another’s eyes
Fully present and allowing another soul into your moment in time
not just listening with ears but with eyes . . .
“wait, what’s your name?”
Oh hell not hazel!
About Erica Sussette