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July 31, 2011

The big yellow and black butterfly
(I cannot know its name)
routinely pauses and poses
with wings fully open
for me to see 
as if it knows it is marvelous
and wants to be seen by me.
Others open and close their wings
come and go, linger only a moment
or two near my large self and my two dogs.
I draw no conclusion from this except
to say that we humans need know very little
about the mysteries all around us
in order to love them.

1 thought on “July 31, 2011

  1. All of a sudden the butterflies are out and about.

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