Butterfly: Nature's Angel

Sitting on the grass in my lawn,

I had a difficult thought to dwell on.

Suddenly a butterfly came fluttering,

Her wings, in the sun, were shimmering.

Her beauty was certainly unmatched,

Onto a pretty yellow flower it latched.

I kept gazing for as long as I could,

Knowing it wouldn’t do me any good.

It was a wonderful sight to look upon,

But I had a few decisions to work on.

My mind was simmering with conflict,

While she sucked nectar like an addict.

I wanted to know why she was so calm,

So I slowly offered her my warm palm.

She sat on it with remarkable ease,

But flew away with the very next breeze.

In just a moment, she solved my mystery,

Taking away all the feelings contradictory.

It is true that they are nature’s angels,

For it felt like she as one of His messengers.

I started unravelling piece by piece,

For I now knew that she was at peace.

I remembered that I was in the garden of her love,

And she was looking at me from up above.