Butter Fly Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

It came out of a cocoon,
which we feel ver sick
To touch, spreading its wings
Merrily in the wind,
Fluttering along and against
The breeze, a soft body
And mind suckiling
The sweet matter of flowers,
Unseen mating, laying eggs,
For the next spring
To arrive for the progeny
To enter into a cycle,
Livign a short life of happiness
And colors, dying unnoticed
By any animal or human,
Melting its body into earth,
Softly to sleep forever.