Sometimes I wish I were a Butterfly - Photos

Sometimes I wish I were a butterfly. Camera hanging down dejectedly I watch another beauty fly away. Flirtatious beauty in lemon yellow, high up in the blue sky in the blink of an eye.

My gather friend Jean posted a lovely butterfly poem this morning.

  I've no idea what came over me, but inspired by her words, my

fingers tapped out a melody of their own.

I wish I were a butterfly ...

Try not to cringe, if you think I write bad poetry:) Indulge me as your gather friend and enjoy the photo, it will make up for your fleeting moment of misery.

Oh to be a butterfly

feeling the warmth of the sun on my wings
carried by the wind,

fluttering, floating,
suspended in warm summer air

Experiencing the lightness of being,

feeling the heartbeat of the universe

part of divine abundance

Knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt

that all is as it should be

From the first stirring of awareness

within a fuzzy cocoon

to immobilizing cold in the end

Living in the moment.

OK you are all safe from my poetic waxings for at least another six months:)

Thanks for looking!

Remember to enjoy the little things in life,

upon reflection you may discover

those are the things which give comfort, joy,

solace and meaning to our lives.

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