Spring time butterfly


A Poem sent to me

I just had to post it because it's so beautiful and I really love it.




Colorful Hope



Little Butterfly shines in the sun
with colorful wings full of hope,
creates a fragile road of Bright Destiny.
She kisses the warm air gently,
uncertain her ability to fly.

Is she able to touch the sun?
Her life is short and stormy,
pain and tears of joy mixed together
in the sweetest of ways.

She will never be sure
the power of her own wings.
Every unfriendly gust
can chain this ethereal creature to the ground.

Does anyone help her fly again?
Does anyone dry her wings?
It is hard to believe but
little butterfly is stronger
than you expect and
than you can ever imagine.

She wears her hope on her
colorful wings and carries it
from one flower to another.

She colors somebody’s world
by flying through.
By dancing in the blue sky
she shows beauty of creation everywhere.


She delights in the various tastes of life,
even is she falls down sometimes.
During days her hopes portrayed in her dancing
paints greatest imagination of secret dreams,
Never even whispered but I know them all.

During nights she furls her wings,
closes her eyes and calms her breath,
falls asleep in someone’s affectionate arms
and just fall in love for a moment, her happiness found.

When Butterfly opens her soft eyes
notice the purity of her soul,
you see the power inside to leave her safe hiding place
and rise to the unknown heaven in the sky.

Shine on Butterfly,
Shine on in infinite azure sky.
Don’t close your eyes.
Don’t forget about your colorful wings.

Just fly and you will find
The Greatest Wonderland
From your secret dreams
And then…

You will close your eyes…
and find your sweet desire lying next to you.

© Miss Wiśnia
Thank you to my poet for this one.
It says so much to me.
It paints for me a vivid imagery yet speaks softly of wonderful feelings within.

Thank you so much.




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1 comments :: Spring time butterfly

  1. :)
    What can I say?

    Words are not enough to express everything, but we can paint beautiful images in our minds during reading poems. Our fantasy don't have limits. Words+Fantasy=Beauty.

    Fly Butterfly, like you always do.
    Shine on, like you always do.
    Find the wonderland in your mind.

    Kisses.

    Very honored Ania.

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