Butterfly

There is so much beauty in the smallest things we pay no mind to like a butterfly.
Just like them we go through multiple
stages, we go from vulnerable and weak to strong and beautiful.
We always move through several cycles to find ourselves and our true purpose.
Sometimes we are discouraged and feel dead but we eventually pick ourselves
up and rejoice the rebirth of one’s faith.
Next time you see a butterfly... hold it
on the palm of your hand or the tip of your finger and admire its beauty. Take a look at yourself and see the butterfly in YOU, see the beauty you hold within because we are all butterflies flying in a sky full of hopes and desires... those that will one day be fulfilled by no one but ourselves.

I myself am finally free..free like a butterfly.

Reviews

[grimfukle]

I like this one of yours the best.
In your bio you state that you write to cope.
Learn to write to live.

Well done.

[TragicEndings]

thank you so much!! Your review is appreciated

[sette]

I like the last two lines the transformation of a butterfly can be compared to a person's fate. there is still no beautiful prize than freedom.

[TragicEndings]

so happy it can be seen the way i see it! the comparison if our fate thank you!

[Kay]

I like this line especially "we are all butterflies flying in a sky full of hopes and desires". Nice!

[TragicEndings]

Thank You! :)