The veil of reality blowing in the breeze
Gold speckles across a field of gorgeous green
Fluffy puffy cotton ***** apparently frozen up high
The only reminder that life moves on
Is a butterfly that got up and is gone
The moment before was perfect and serene
Revealing all the mysteries in a hinted gleam
I missed it but I know it was there
I hope I catch it next time but Bliss is So rare.