The Butterfly Speaks

"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" Mystic Rose Rose Observe the busy blue butterfly, using no words, can you not hear her speak? like flowers, she blossoms, she is beautiful and her bearing is meek. Kitty eavesdrops as nature translates, like a magnet, their shared joys attract; butterflies and kittens, are soul mates; just by being, their lives interact. Kittens' antics express delight and freedom; butterflies inspire without contact. Lessons learned from these jewels, might we poets freely speak with such impact? Drawing wisdom from nature's critters who have a Creator they can trust; might we too seek His inspiration? Humbly recalling He made us from dust