(Photo credit: National Geographic)
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
(Photo credit: National Geographic)
(Photo credit: National Geographic)
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Just beautiful
I’m delighted you like it.
Just beautiful! Thank you for sharing!
Thank you so much!