I Create The Wind, I Move The Air Around Me And It Supports Me As I Glide. The Lightness Of My Wings
I create the wind, I move the air around me and it supports me as I glide. The lightness of my wings is an enigma that allows flight to find me. The earth tastes as sweet as honey, like it is made to give love, and in return receives it back. Flowers align my sights in a blissful arrangement of colors textures and scents. Its almost impossible to escape the joy of summer. It bleeds through the sky and returns to earth as rain. I am just an insect but I am no less important than the minds who perceive me, that are aware I exist. I am small, colored in like stained glass windows. Attune with the music of bees . Antenna reaching out to understand the world around me. My tongue curls for the fruit from tree, desperate for the sweet nectar. I am a butterfly.
~not my borders~
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