Parable of the Butterfly
Parable of the Butterfly
A beautiful butterfly of blue landed on my nose.
I was so delighted that I kept it in a cage.
Nurtured it and sang to it, I love it so.
But the Butterfly was sad, would not eat and the wings wilted.
It broke my heart to see this beautiful creature in this way.
I knew that if I let her go she would not return.
This sad day I let her go and I cried.
The next day while in my porch rocking chair in sadden mood,
the butterfly returned and Landed on my nose.
I let her be with me and not in a cage and we were happy.
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