A butterfly does not announce its arrival.
Yet the seeker senses it
from the tiny moving shadow,
by the rush of air from its wingbeats,
by having imagined a thousand times
how it will be
when a butterfly does arrive.
~
Yet the seeker senses it
from the tiny moving shadow,
by the rush of air from its wingbeats,
by having imagined a thousand times
how it will be
when a butterfly does arrive.
~
I love this - it is very beautiful! Well done :)
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