So many colors, so many shapes,
so many names to learn.
Teach me patience to observe this
Beautiful butterfly dance. Round
And round with silent wings they
Move in rhymnic glory.
Dancing in mid air, landing to partake
Of sweetness there among the flowers.
Fragrance, colors, shapes abound
God thank you for this tiny garden
And the beauty of this butterfly dance.
written by Pauline August, 2003
copyright, 2006
1 comment:
Time spent with nature is time spent with God. At the risk of becoming repetitively boring -- I like it here.
(Although you won't find as much peace at my site, pop by and check out yesterday's post. I hope you like it.)
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