Like Butterflies
The more I observe butterflies in our garden…the more about their beauty I’m in awe…because in every butterfly, if you look closely, you can find a flaw.
Examine them when they visit in the Summer…in the Spring…
you might see a faded color, a crooked foot…a broken wing.
Perhaps realizing their life span is so momentary…so transient…so brief…
they won’t let a little flaw deter them from flying leaf to leaf.
They know to live a happy life…they must challenge themselves…they must compete..
They know if they can reach the flower…they’re in for something sweet.
It occurs to me a little more and more as each day goes by
how much we have in common…with the common butterfly.
How each of us is beautiful…with a beauty to be awed…
and how, when you get close enough to see…each one of us is flawed.
But knowing we’re here for a short time…knowing our time is brief…
we won’t let our flaws deter us from flying leaf to leaf.
Yes, you find those of us whose colors have faded…who have a broken wing…
when given the opportunity have the ability to sing.
And those of us with crooked feet…when we’re given half a chance…
will amaze and will astound you with how beautifully we dance.
When we look past our flaws…we look to the sky
and with a little encouragement…and a little love
there is no limit to how high we’re going to fly.
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