You can’t catch a butterfly
...…if it decides to not be caught
Rather it will find a bloom
Where heavenly scents are sought
You can’t stop death…..
It comes to everything
As one soul soars to heaven
another soul starts to sing
You cant stop the moon changes...
Or the setting of the sun...
You can watch them from most anywhere
Until their time is done
Amen
Beautiful...
I enjoyed that, Missy. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Funny, I was trying to catch a photo of a butterfly the other day. He/she was fluttering all about, but would not light on anything for me to get a photo. He/she was trying so desperately to find an open flower on our lemon bush. There were flowers all around the yard, but yet the butterfly wanted to linger all about the lemon buds, because of their beautiful scent when opened. I began to feel sorry for the butterfly, because the few buds left on the lemon had not yet opened. Anyway, this was the best photo I could get of that butterfly...
Your words made me think of how the butterfly is, and how I was trying to capture a photo of something that was virtually impossible to do.
((((((hug)))))) for you, Dear Friend.
Thanks ((((((((((((((Pat))))))))))))) and back at ya. I love the picture!
What an amazing poem, Missy. You are a woman of infinite talents!
XOXO,
Ellen
LOL, Your funny, but I still loves ya!
lovely poem Missy!
Thank you Christine