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Ode to the butterfly!
Riding on earth’s breath
In rainbow colours,
so gentle
When men are tired out in their farms,
Cooled by the heat
And stained by the pain of sowing;
The butterfly will emerge
-hovering over rivers
Decorated in greens
With purple and pink details;
Gracing the border-less meadow
Where flowers are sited
Like well dressed men
in line for a job interview.
Their scent
Seduces my sense of smell,
Together;
they make a feast of colours
That beautifies the earth. . .
Beautifies life. . .
Beautifies nature. . .
