By LunaRed
A BUTTERFLY WITH WINGS AS PINK AS ROSES WENT FLOATING BY UPON A BREEZE SO DELIGHTED JUST TO DREAM ALONG IN THE SUN.
I thank you for this wonderful interlude! You have allured me into your fantasy. I see things and the inquisitive part of me asks `Why?` and You dream things and say `Why not?` Life is so much fun!
Pink winged butterflies
Children laughing waves splashing
Music to my ears
I am learning to be a good listener. My ears will never get me into trouble! ;-)
I awoke early this morning and had some time to read. I have a very old book given to me by a dear friend. It is 138 years old to be exact.
Titled;
"Wild Flowers Birds and Insects Of The Months" By H. G. Adams
I was reading about butterflies and discovered a few poems. I`d like to share two of them.
`Twas the Creator
He sought in every volume open to him,
From the small leaf that hides an insect`s web,
From which ere long a colony shall issue,
With limbs and wings as perfect as the eagle`s,
To the stupendous ocean, that gives birth
And nourishment to the everlasting millions
Of creatures, great and small, beyond the power
Of man to comprehend how they exist.`
~ The Pelican Island
The next one is Wordsworths`s lines to -
A ROBIN PURSUING A BUTTERFLY
`Can this be the bird to a man so good,
That, after their bewildering,
Did cover with leaves the little children
So painfully in the wood?
`What ailed thee, Robin, that thou could`st pursue
A beautiful creature
That is gentle by nature?
Beneath a summer sky
From flower to flower let him fly;
`Tis all that he wishes to do.
`The cheerer of our indoor sadness,
He is the friend of our summer gladness;
What hinders, then, that ye should be
Playmates in the sunny weather,
And fly about in the air together?
His beautiful wings in crimson are drest-
A crimson as bright as thine own-
If thou would`st be happy in thy nest,
O pious bird! whom man loves best,
Love him, or leave him alone!`
This book holds many treasures.
I have a few more writings of Butterflies, I have loved them my whole life. Some are author unknown, but so lovely not to be shared.
A CHILD IS LIKE A BUTTERFLY
A child is like a butterfly in the wind,
Some can fly higher than others,
But each one flies the best it can.
Why compare one against the other?
Each one is different.
Each one is special.
Each one is beautiful.
"Butterfly, reveal my Inner Beauty,
Guide me in the transformation of my soul.
With my new Wings, I rise above the clouds."
It is Eternity now,
I am in the midst of it,
It is about me in the sunshine; I am in it,
As the butterfly in the light-laden air.
Nothing has to come; it is now,
Now is eternity; now is immortal life.
~ The Story of My Heart (1883)
Richard Jefferies
"What is a Butterfly?
At best
He`s but a catapillar
Dressed."
~ Benjamin Franklin
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The children opened the Elder Brother`s bag and out of it flew the first butterflies. Their wings were bright as sunlight and held all of the colors of the flowers and the leaves, the cornmeal, the pollen and the green pine needles. They were red and gold and black and yellow, blue and green and white. They looked like flowers dancing in the wind. They flew about the heads of the children
and the children laughed. As those first butterflies flew, they sang and the children `listened.`
(Keepers of the Animals: Caduto & Buchar)
Taken from a Papillion Prayer
~ unknown ~
" A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam.
And for a brief moment its glory and beauty belong to our world. But then it flies on again, and though we wish it could have stayed, we feel so lucky to have seen it."
Butterflies are a symbol of life, and freedom ~
* Laughter is the shortest distance between two people
* It`s never too late to have a happy childhood ~ follow me! ;)
* Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart
Bentfeather;
All kids are gifted; some just open their packages earlier than others.
Everybody`s gotta sing, sometime!
My Melody
Be Happy ~ :-)
Sam;
I`m scared of Hawks!
but `I still want to be a bird` :)