The Butterfly

Tiny seeds…
an ugly string…
a blob awaiting flight….

Spreads its wings and
awaits flight….
Visits flowers
Drinks the sweet

and one fine day
it dies.

A short beautiful story
The story of a butterfly
with beautiful colours

speaks of a journey
of different forms
of different colours
and yet of life…
different and yet so similar
for those with flight
and those without.

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