Culture & Society

  • Issue 93 / May - June 2013



    Butterfly Effect

    Sermed Ogretim

    You had to build the cocoon as your sanctuary
    In order to find your new self in tranquility
    As you transformed, the sanctuary became the enemy
    Demolishing your home turned out to be your first duty

    Don’t worry, you will be okay
    You didn’t belong there anyway
    Embrace life, or else you will be cast away
    Remember, you have only a single day

    You are now like a newborn star in dreams
    Behold your beauty and elegant limbs
    Feel the air flow by you, flip your wings
    Taste the drops of life on the leaves

    I wish I were you, just like a baby
    My smiles could buy world’s sympathy
    And my cries would enslave everybody
    Each day, sailing towards a new discovery

    But, what is it that you are still searching in pain?
    Don’t tell me all this splendor is in vain
    You are a blossom in the air, don’t be insane
    I cannot reason your ceaseless disdain

    Oh butterfly, you have woken me up
    Is this face mine or is it makeup
    Or, am I you in my dream? Reality is messed up
    After a life-long delusion, I need a clean up

    I am now seeking a beauty
    One that I saw in a dream I don’t remember
    From one flower to another, alas I cannot find it.
    I am starving, how am I going to survive?

    But my yearning for the beauty becomes my food.
    A beauty whose absence is so powerful,
    I cannot even imagine reunion with it,
    A beauty that is with me, but I am far from it.


    Sermed Ogretim is a professor of aerospace engineering at Gediz University, Izmir.

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