I don’t know why the butterflies came.

I don’t know why the butterflies came.
I was walking on this country road one summer day
and suddenly ten thousand pieces of confetti
descended and danced around,
each one a little blessing
until the sky beat with diaphanous wings
until my heart fluttered in my chest,
broke free, and joined them.
 
 
© Meisaan Chan
 
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(Photo credit: National  Geographic)

About Meisaan Chan

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4 Responses to I don’t know why the butterflies came.

  1. Just beautiful! Thank you for sharing!

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