The monarch butterfly spreads her wings 
I see orange church windows 
Arches inside arches
Delicate yet resilient
Darkness and light merge

Thick black ridges separate each part 
Translucent to let light in
To let light out 
Protect or to conceal? 
Tiny white specs
Purity

Enticing the curious among us to delve beneath the wings
Go behind the orange windows
Is it true that you carry a spirit? 
We whisper
We listen for a message from the spirit
We don't always hear one

We leave you be monarch butterfly
We leave you to fly free
Monarchs behind orange windows...let us fly free
Leave us be

This post is in response to Esme Salon’s Picture Prompt #6 Join in with the monthly prompt and let your imagination be a rebel.