You are not
a butterfly but
it seems you
move like one.
The way you
flutter about tells
stories about you.
Don't you ever
keep still for
a moment.
Joyfully you
roam all around
looking for where
to perch.
Even in your
rest you still move.
Your heart rovers
about thinking of
what to do and
where next to be.
But you love
the flowers
that blooms and
blossom in the open.
You love nectar
from each different
kinds of flowers
in the orchard.
Your life is
full of energy
pulsating with subtle
expression of beauty.
I can see how
colourful your
world has become.
Beauty is
wrought in you.
Gentle and fragile
but elegant and lovely.
Minding your business,
you are very dutiful
and like the butterfly,
that pollinates the
flowers with a touch,
you transform every
life in your sphere.
There's no idle
moment in you.
You understand that
each moment has
a purpose in creation.
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