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Wondering, a baby lands in a garden

Where flowers many blossom

Leaves dance and petals sing

To the music of nature

But the child doesn't know how to listen

The music of eternity

Seeing the baby, a butterfly flies near

Then she asks the address of her home

The fly then flies a bit higher

To show the path of her home

Yet, the baby does not understand it

So, asks again the address of her home.

Again the butterfly rises high in the air

Finally, the baby crushes the butterfly by palm

The ignorant child loses her way in the garden

Time passes as the child grows old

Then, she becomes a youth

Still, she searches her home

But does not know how to talk to nature

She becomes old

Yet, she does not know the art of joy

Before her last breath, another butterfly comes

Asks her about the address of her home

The old woman raises her finger

The butterfly understands it

So it flies higher and higher

And gets lost in the garden

Finally, the lady understands

Address of home cannot be told

As it's not the house of which address can be given

Home is in our where one is fine