March 11, 2009

Fly...


Sometimes

I just wish I could fly like a butterfly!


Fly butterfly,

fly....





1 comment:

Anonymous said...

yesterday again i was in the countryside
and for some reason or other
there was nothing but butterflies all around
the fields were planted with cabbage and lettuce and cauliflower and something i did not know
there was nothing romantic about them ; there was no roses , no jasmines , not even a sunflower
the butterflies were much and insisting and very inviting
and wherever i turn my face ; i find them ,
the temptation was much and i could not resist it
and yes ; to cut it short , i ran after the butterflies and i messed my shoes and i got a scared silly one
it was easy getting it , but not without hurting her wing
and when i looked at it in my palm , a butterfly with a broken wing , i did not know if i was looking at her or looking at you