your lifespan is very short,
But your lifestyle is exemplary,
With timing that is near to perfection,
There is never a trace
Of how short your visit may be.
Your ever-searching flight
Is gentle, almost as if caressing
The pollen with some Holy Blessing
You need to make your journey light.
Your delicate wings, so transparent
I observe with wonder, and lament
To think how vulnerable you are.
But still you travel far
Now you are gone from view.
I sit and wonder how it must feel
To be a flower with pollen sweet,
Knowing I have only to sigh
And I shall receive with grace
The gentle kiss of a butterfly.