I have been seeing lots of butterflies early this year as I work in my gardens. Reminds me of a poem I wrote while falling asleep, after I had read a number of poems by Hafiz.
O,
To Be Like The Butterfly
O, to
be like the butterfly
flitting
here
and there
in
the bright morning sun,
Tasting
the nectar
of
the beauty
that
surrounds us.
Life is all about tasting the nectar and being grateful for all that the universe provides.
Ever grateful,
Marg
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