A Sacred Migration – a poem by Mark Tulin – Amethyst Review

A Sacred Migration They arrived from a larvae dimension, blew past me in a magical blur, and whirled in the steadfast discipline.
— amethystmagazine.org/2019/12/07/a-sacred-migration-a-poem-by-mark-tulin/

A Sacred Migration – a poem by Mark Tulin


They arrived from a larvae dimension,
blew past me in a magical blur,
whirling in steadfast discipline,
a zillion yellow, black, and white
migrating butterflies
fluttering in syncopated rhythms.
A series of rapid wing movements
while everything else stood still.

As the Monarchs migrated south,
nothing got in their way.
Not the tall buildings or the oak trees,
or even the dark mysteries crossing the sea.
They were on a sacred mission
to find a warmer place to reside,
to ease their population flow,
and to see the holiest of holy in Mexico.