A Butterfly Flutters (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

A butterfly flutters past your face,
for a moment lands on a ruby-red rose
and I wonder about the love between you and me:
is it also so fragile and brittle?
Or is it as ample like the stars at night?
How love really is I cannot say.
Is life only moments of tears and laughter
in days caught in the hot summer sun?
We are but dust particles out of space
on an earth where everything living does teem,
in the big universe we are full of hurt or buoyant
but to live is much more than just feelings.
Maybe a person cannot get answers for the abstractions
and in all of this you are day after day here close to me.