A group of them dancing and twirling amongst the bushes and the saplings,
Some going up in the sky, few of them sit on flowers and then fly,
Colours of different shades together ,red and yellow,blue and white ,
Are very happy and gay to see the sunlight…
Butterflies of all colour and shape, freely move over from place to place,
Some have beautiful spots on them ,some own a special design to name,
For a second they sit and see,another minute get up and flee,
playing around the rose and mulberry,enjoying the sunny ride and merry…
What awesome view it is,to have a glimpse of the dancing queens,
whenever I want a closer look,and I tiptoe near the hook,
They sense my presence …and rush away,
Playing hide and seek with me and the shrubs that come in their way….
Had they ever imagined their world to be happening,
Inside the soft cocoon when they had started developing,
Could we even think that a beautiful butterfly would wink
From a sluggish caterpillar,lying somewhere over a leaf…
So many mysteries in this world that are around us,,
what a creator he is? That he can create such wonderful things..
Which are hard to believe in…
..and rare to be convinced….