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In Answers there are butterflies

A fairyland of wonders

surely must be the thoughts of the butterfly

as it flutters to freedom from its cocoon,

conscious wings of instant energy

count the strokes from beginning to end

as one follows the other very soon.

The heavens

provide the space for the winged tapestry

to glide and to soar,

occasionally stopping to rest upon a petal —

and after a blink or two,

it’s off again to explore.

During the season

all the riches of the world had been touched

from north, south, east, and west,

and with the journey ended

the keeper of all things beautiful

laid the floating flower to rest.

The butterfly

did not appear to be a seeker of life’s answers

nor did it waste God’s gift of time —

unlike man, it knew

the importance of living without searching —

such a riddle should certainly be put to rhyme.


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