A Butterfly
A butterfly passed in front of me
And I was enthralled by her mystery,
Like that flash of bulb within,
When I learn important things.
Hidden message lies within
The beauty of her wings,
Small wings but hold great things
And spilled it in her fluttering.
I basked in her presence for a brief moment
And my soul has been quenched,
I’m so lucky to have seen it
as for grasping this occurrence.
So this phenomenon I’ve versed
Like the cycling secret of the universe:
Life and things how much we love will pass
All will be well if we’re at peace with that
Copyright © Juan Paolo Galua | Year Posted 2010
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