“Guardian” by Chie Yoshii, for The Sunday Muse #37 and The Sunday Whirl Wordle 385 prompts:
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She perches on your shoulder
This invisible guardian of the night
Her voice a quiet word
Whispered in your ear
Barely heard above the din
The way text, lightly etched
On a slab of stone would look
In the shimmer of dusk.
A dream deferred cannot slip back
Into a sleepless mind.
Once a butterfly’s eyes
Have seen the light of freedom;
Once its kicks have set it free
From the caul of the caterpillar
It cannot become a larva again.
The prophecy is guidance promised;
That when, in the heat of the midday sun,
You beg a drink of clean water
From the store, you will return in peace
Because her word has gone before.
A Geek's Life 
Freedom is a beautiful thing and so is your poetry! Lovely writing here!
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Thanks for stopping by, and the lovely prompt
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This imagery is marvelous, both concrete and fantastic. Love the second stanza & the image of a dream hatched from sleeplessness.
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Something about the eyes and the butterfly spoke to me about things which have escaped.. Thanks for stopping by 🙂
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This is really dreamy, I love it.
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Lovely poetry and interpretation . . . 🙂
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Beautiful! I love the idea of a deferred dream.
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Moving forward…a great thing! Beautiful poem. Freedom to move onward and upward.
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Thanks for stopping by, and the prompt 🙂
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