Oh the Wonder

I dreamt, I was a butterfly or was I, a butterfly dreaming My wingspan was wider than all the other butterflies Delighted I soared higher and faster Swooping in and out of lush trees and white fences; Until, I found the perfect enchanted waterfall It fell at least sixteen feet splashing on the satiny rocks below— I sat fascinated Balanced on the petals of a fragrant, purple Lilac the cool mist sprayed my brilliant pink and yellow wings; This was such an enraptured place it reminded me of my far away Wales, I was totally enthralled as I surveyed my surroundings Pink and red roses; blue wisteria; white gardenias and jasmines The aroma nearly overwhelmed me, deliciously intoxicating; Why, I was so entranced that I nearly fell off the little blossom That’s when I saw green frog sitting on one of the cool rocks by the stream His eyes were closed but he was smiling with an occasional croak. He was captivating to watch; Perhaps, he was dreaming he was becoming a Prince Could be as I recall dreaming I was a butterfly— Oh! The wonder of it all! E. Pearl Anderson Daydreams and Dreams and Dreams July 15, 2011