Gaudy and fickle wanderer;
Alighting, floating, drifting and mingling
With flowers for hours together,
Deceiving our eyes;
For they are flying flowers, radiant
In blue, orange, gold and yellow,
Carrying beauties on
Elegant wings with wavering flight
Casting magical spell on our mind,
Drifting, gliding and flitting;
From tree to tree, when sunshine
Gilding flowers garden and valley,
Vagrant beauty fluttering by;
Mesmerizing all to a gorgeous fly
To catch warm sunshine,
God’s satellite with a slender
Body, orbiting meadows, trees, flowers
Disseminating beauties for hours,
A flutter-by, rainbow on her wings,
Love at first sight, let me see you, hold you
And hug you for a while,
Shared a magic tender
Moment with her, tears welled up
In our eyes as real love never dies,
And as the days go by I see
Your love shining only in sunny days
Making our fleeting love eternal,
Oh, butterfly, propeller of dreams,
Fuel dreams and dreams only, so that
I could fly with your wings to a distant sky.......
Many many thanks..........Kanav...........I am humbled.......
Beauty of the butterfly is wonderfuly portrayed in this beautiful poem..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You touched the beauty of the butterfly. very nice