Fear is only a swarm of butterflies resting inside your lungs secretly, fluttering, every time you breathe, impeding the smooth passage of air provoking fake illusions of fright.
Sooner than you, your body becomes their much sought adventure and when they take a flight down to your stomach, set idioms come to life - " i feel butterfly in my stomach" making you feeling anxious or anticipate nervouslyΒ Β "what's next?"
Little did you know, you could pull them back to your lungs and push them out with your determined breathing only to see a rainbow erupting from lips, not falling back in semicircles , but rising sharp till the horizon, breaking myths of conventional fears and germinating new ideas of observing life.