Like a Butterfly

why did u look at me that way? it caught my sight, then you walked away. like the butter fly i seen this shiny spring day. it looked at me from the top of a flower. like a king on his throne who has all the power. it finished its cycle of nature as i approached. then it flew to the next flower as if it was coached. the beauty of nature. gods creation and human temptation made me follow her. as i approached i waved to her with my hand. like the butter fly flapping his wings as he lands on the flower. she greets me with open arms. that are like the open petals of the flower. then the course of nature repeats itself, the cycle of life.