Written 12 April 2025
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“If we sit down and gently gaze at a butterfly With a tranquil mind and calm spirit free from stress Like happiness, it may come and rest on our palm Heedless for a while, and then part away like the breeze.” -By author ************************************************************** The Butterfly As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue Lifting her wings, she lands on a Zinnia beneath a tinted sky of April blue flight of fancy fanning fast, fabulous marvel, she is beauty true on true Behold her now sitting softly, silently on the palm of my hand As she ignites in me gleams of happiness like a delicate friend Once I try to grasp her by her wings, off she flies in the warm thin air And I am left dead speechless, standing soundlessly just at her to stare Like butterfly, happiness is sensitive, subtle and elusive It caresses the cheeks and soon flits away like the sweet summer breeze The seat of real happiness lies not outside, but rests within us, Pursuing it at the door of wealth or fame would simply be a fuss.
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