Aerial Dancer
Alighting on Majestic Flower
On the Golden Red Tower
Applauds With Its Bright Wings
All of Creation Silently
Displaying Its Mosaic Painted Wings
Then Disappearing The Mystery by
Clapping Its Wings Shut
Whether This Creature Is Male
Or Female, Parent Or Child
This Monarch Butterfly
Resting on The Iridescent
Purple Cone Flower
Is Part of Creaton
As Are We All
As Is The Flower
The Soil and The Sky
To Which the
Delicate Yet Magical Butterfly
And Each of Us In Turn
Will Return
This poem was inspired by a real life butterfly landing in my Turtle Garden
