If I am quiet

The Bees and Butterflies need our help. Let Holly’s luscious poem remind you of the beauty of Butterflies.
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House of Heart

I can watch  butterflies

float weightless over gardens.

Stained glass collages of

amber,  rust, and brown

set in facets of sable veins.

They hover  over  flowers,

compound eyes and fluttery feelers,

faces smeared flaxen

too fine for the eye to see.

Free from fear

death is not a concept on

their mystical journey.

If I am silent I can watch.

art by Nature Works

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