BUTTERFLIES (for Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #63 – Magical)

 

What magic is in a butterfly
That casts a spell on the beholder
The moment it flutters by?

Would it be the flash of color
That cuts through the air, or the silent
Grace stirring the stillness of summer?

Is it the broken wings that tyrant
Age has wrought? So fragile, so strong
Flying against stormy currents.

September will be gone in not too long
But butterflies, I’ll remember like a song.

I do love butterflies. Who doesn’t?

For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #63 – Magical

20 comments

    • Thank you. πŸ™‚
      I had to linger by the lavender plant that the butterflies seemed to like a lot. Of the more than a dozen shots I took, these two captured the butterflies well enough.

  1. Beautiful poetry and images. I am especially drawn to your line: “Would it be the flash of color/That cuts through the air, or the silent/ Grace stirring the stillness of summer?” Butterflies are “silent grace.” Wonderful!

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