Butterflies and Hurricanes

I’ve often been asked this question 

What would you do if it weren’t about money?

I chewed on that for a while 

and decided I’d like to be a weaver

but one who weaves feelings into a string 

like an ornament with myriad threads 

various hues of blue, red, yellow, green

and every other colour in between 

the kind people can wear around their necks 

hang close to their hearts

and remember every emotion has a place

in the knotted tapestry of life

You are more 

than all the shades you’re trying to hide