BUTTERFLY DREAM

A life is pending on the earth. as it is a dream of mine. It is not necessary that he be a human. A flower can also hold a dream. A river can also make a scream. But yet, it's so sad that there is partiality in every way, whether natural or artificial, but it's taking place. Why there is difference in each and every way, we do it passionately, supporting it indirectly, and still making a hope of synchronicity in each way. The butterflies of colored dreams want to make friends with flowers. How beautiful it is to see this so close. What if there are no enemies? Only love exists here and there. What if we made beauty in our behavior? Vanity vanity of peace, making a law of love, love as a key to justice. It is a hope that has been and has been so long of a butterfly??