Like a butterfly,
Whence You come to take your seat
Upon my petals trembling in the
Candid evening's breeze,
I send through your colorful wings
Messages of uncompromising, potent
And powerful fire,
Knowing You would make the World
Fragrant,
Knowing you You become
The Soul of buds
Only to make them bloom
In every spring,
With no lust
In them
But only the Love
To beautify
The Uni-verse
Even more.
Friday, March 11, 2016
An ode to Butterfly
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