We live our lives one moment at a time... with no knowledge of what lies ahead.
How much better to live it like a butterfly...
flitting from beauty
to beauty,
drawn to the brilliance of color,
or the sweetness of fragrance.
Drinking them in, savoring them - the thirst-quenching gifts of nature.
The butterfly has no thoughts of that final blossom.
He does not squander the time he is given.
He just keeps flying, in faith.
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Blessings...
Mary
Poems can never be so lovely
Nor do they have authentic power
To truly express the awesomeness
of the beauty of a flower!