White fluttering among the flowers
Chasing and kissing; parting and missing
Landing on the blossom
Sucking up the nectar
Landing on the leaf and depositing
Tiny eggs, miniscule lives
Then fluttering off into the blue sky.
Life deposited; begun with a flutter.
Poem and photo copyright Englepip©
Original photograph by Englepip©
Sometimes my attention wanders
And I look out of the window
And daydream
Of the summer sun and butterflies.
They, like my mind, go wandering,
Fluttering from leaf to flower
Or word to thought
From sky to plant,
Or dream to reality.
And this brings me back to
Focus on the very thing
Which sent me rambling in the first place:
The butterfly.
And as I watch its solid concentration and focus
On the things that really matter,
I realise I have too much,
Too much irrelevance in my life;
But if I focus
And make the most of every moment
Like the butterfly,
Seeking only the best for my mind, my body
My spirit and my heart
I will too will find happiness
And focus.
Worth a thought?
Englepip's World 