A dream is a butterfly
Fresh from the cocoon
That is realized and soon
Flutters up into the sky
Or faltering, goes astray
Is suddenly killed
While young still
And fast fades away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Luv d exquisit use of metaphor u uze it like a veteran. Aristotle wud b so proud.