Saturday, October 31, 2009

Dance of the Butterflies

Abe V Rotor

What has the late morning sun in store
To meet a pair of butterflies serene?
An old walk they made into dancing floor,
Near a chapel covered with mossy green.

Fluttering side by side, they swept the air;
Their shadows following the same tandem;
What music, what rhythm this lovely pair
Make, their wings flashing a pair of gem!

Would butterflies too, make for the altar,
Like humans do to seal a common bond?
Then love’s the same, that fate is in a star,
For those with wings and those having none. ~~

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