When stars appear in the sky,
under a dark late night,
Could you hear a dialog between Caterpillar and Butterfly?
Caterpillar: "Aren’t you too beautiful for me,
fly away and find someone as beauty as you.”
Butterfly: "I will not leave you,
you are as beautiful as me."
Raised his voice, Butterfly looked into Caterpillar’s eyes:
“Why did I ever lose you?
Although they say everything has an end,
nothing will last,
Nothing is meaningful,
except think about the past....”
Caterpillar replied to him with a melancholy tone:
“why is the world moving fast?
Shall we live in the moment like they say...
Live in the moment - it'll be best to stay.”
They are hugging and chanting on a giant leaf—
Whose images are kept in store?
By memory, we are all alone.
And if rhyme is outmoded.
Shall I transform it to you,
re-grow.
Past is in the future
where it converts to the present,
with you...
Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 3:22 PM UTC
When stars appear in the sky,
under a dark late night,
Could you hear a dialog between Caterpillar and Butterfly?
Caterpillar: "Aren’t you too beautiful for me,
fly away and find someone as beauty as you.”
Butterfly: "I will not leave you,
you are as beautiful as me."
Raised his voice, Butterfly looked into Caterpillar’s eyes:
“Why did I ever lose you?
Although they say everything has an end,
nothing will last,
Nothing is meaningful,
except think about the past....”
Caterpillar replied to him with a melancholy tone:
“why is the world moving fast?
Shall we live in the moment like they say...
Live in the moment - it'll be best to stay.”
They are hugging and chanting on a giant leaf—
Whose images are kept in store?
By memory, we are all alone.
And if rhyme is outmoded.
Shall I transform it to you,
re-grow.
Past is in the future
where it converts to the present,
with you...
Angel. XJ / 23/02/2020/ Revised 25/02/2020
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