The Gentle Dance

The delicate fluttering of a butterfly’s wings,
Brings a world of joy and beautiful things,
As it dances through the air, so light,
A mesmerizing sight, pure and bright.

Beneath the soft sky, it glides and twirls,
A graceful waltz, with colors that unfurl,
Each delicate movement, a delicate art,
Enchanting all, with its gentle heart.

In gardens and meadows, it gracefully drifts,
As the sun-kissed petals, it gently lifts,
A symbol of grace, and nature’s embrace,
In every tiny flutter, a story to trace.

With each flap and flutter, it paints the sky,
A masterpiece woven, as it soars so high,
A living canvas, with hues so diverse,
A timeless beauty, a universe.