Floating in the air, They come near me, Telling a different story Of a faraway land. Showing off their colours, They come near me, Telling of how a myriad Can live together. Filling me with awe, They come near me, Telling something beautiful In a simple tongue. These are soap bubbles, Nothing more. Yet they [...]
Flapping their wings, Noiselessly gliding, I see them. Dropping a tinge of colour In a monotone concrete-scape, I see them. Spreading a magic Of smiles around, I see them. Telling of what could come Out of a cocoon, I see them. Knowing they see me, Just like I see them, I see the butterflies.