Reborn through crushing pain,
a stark metamorphosis occurs,
look, a fragile beauty is born!
See the butterfly cruise the wind,
flitting from branch to tree,
chasing and ardently wooing flowers!
In the shortness of its existence,
it roams freely, giving of itself,
and life-inducing succour!
Spreading enchantment with its shimmer,
quenching the thirst of lost souls,
is it a celestial being, I wonder?
6th January 2011, 11:27 pm