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A Butterfly

Vision blurred upon a fuzzy landscape
As I tried to focus, nothing solid
came to view, but I blinked determinedly
to see again.  Through the mist,
Myriad of hues and bright flamesbutterfly
Seemed to rise at will and sang a tune
in a whisper, like a natural hymn.

Lo! If I were ever to find an equal
To describe the magic of
The unearthly apparition of a butterfly.

Flashing through the thinning vapor,
Drawing a sigh from this romantic
Glory be! The sun had turned his rage off.
Now I see the flame again
His time has come, He spread a shell
Mother Nature at her best
I lay in peace knowing I was blessed

Poem #19 for National Poetry Writing Challenge


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