Monarch Butterfly

I am the monarch of the sky can outdistance by the miles every insect, every time heavy rain or bright sunshine like a fearless horse I run in the heart of boisterous winds like a skater coast and glide in my effortless cruising style beauty queen of butterflies smooth and waxy my chrysalis green and gold heavenly spun into a diadem to behold a green drop of dew my egg like a flower on milkweed stem birthing life in green and black golden gilded for contrast curious strong alone I fly gliding vales fields and mountains from lowland Louisiana to skyscrapers Colorado though alone all summer long in the fall I flock along with a million more to fly for two thousands airy miles on two inches of wings fragile tracing shapes of butterflies fluttering satin color clouds beating chords of air so softly into an incredible audible sound of few millions wings in concert greeting morning in Chincua forest