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love and butterflies once upon a time I saw a butterfly drifting floating flitting whimsically twinkling through the brightly hued garden of life making me smile brightening my existence alighting for but a moment on each flower in my soul eclipsing the radiance of each petal nurturing my wonder giving pleasure and happiness * * * by her very nature her joy-bringing was ephemeral but in that brief second I savoured her magic her elegance her effortless grace and I was lifted by her beauty * * * what a gift she inspired just by being what a gift to teach with no word the purest of all of life’s lessons that which you cherish but for a fragment of an instant yet which enriches for all eternity * * * I held her for that fraction and watched the colours fade too fast released her with a smile and a tear realised of a sudden the saddest lesson of them all you cannot love a butterfly by pinning it to a wall
You’ve made my morning with your beautiful poetry and voice.
Hi, Brian. Perhaps love is not so much ethereal as it is eternal. Memories of short-lived but beautiful winged butterflies are poignant though, aren’t they? Reminding one of a lightness of being. Which is one of the wonders of loving and being loved. For many it never goes away, whether near or far. Always there, B
Always.
Hi Penny, I leave it to you and your superior wisdom to define love! But yes, very beautiful and of course eternal, despite being short-lived in another sense.
As you say, for some of us it never goes away. Always there, P.
Always.
I am sick as a dog with a dreadful cough/cold/virus thing (not COVID). Your voice reading this beautiful poem was medicine for my soul. 🌹
Oh Nancy, what a lovely thing to say.
(Not the ‘sick as a dog’ thingy, the other bit!)
This is outstanding work! I enjoyed the reading words very much. Tender and sad.
Thank you, Cassa, I’m happy that it worked for you
Thank you for creating for us to enjoy..💚
So beautiful, the words have the rhythm and sensitivity of a butterfly landing on a flower.
And your reading fits the delicacy of the poem perfectly.
I think Susan has said it well.
‘the rhythm and sensitivity of a butterfly landing on a flower’
I think that’s more poetic than my offering, Jenne!
But thank you, happy you enjoyed it.
Lovely poem. One of my favourite pastimes walking through butterfly sanctuaries.
Thank you, sir
I agree with Susan. It is a lovely poem and tenderly read.
I just happened to be writing of butterflies too. 🙂
https://ladysighs.wordpress.com/2022/11/20/six-sentence-story-her-will-she-wove/
If you enjoyed it, dear Lady, I am more than happy
Amazing. Your voice, wonderful and perfect for verbal poetry.
How very kind of you, John
Your reading of this breathtaking poem was itself a moment in something larger than life. <3
Thank you, Susan, I’m happy you enjoyed it so much