Looking far beyond ourselves,
the bustling green across the fence,
its slender touch upon the water
the lovers’ glimpse of one another
Now framed between the fence's beams,
the leaves obey wind's changing whims,
then butterflies, their circle dance
direct my eyes back to the fence
and I am too, my thoughts do wander
how paths change and cross each other
how once our heart’s greatest desires
became mere steps to take us higher
Across the ocean past the sky
my eyes still follow butterflies
and when they fly above the wall
I know they're yet to reach their goal
to go a far beyond the fence
and give me yet another chance.