She sat upon the log staring into thin air when it landed.
Her gaze took in every detail of its delicate form as it sat resting upon the fabric of her flowing skirt.
She wanted to to move her hands, and bend closer to look. But she knew any sudden movement would disturb this beautiful creature.
Lovingly her eyes took in the wonderful structure of its delicate form, she saw the minute hairs upon its legs and body.
She found she was holding her breath, fearing even the slightest breeze would break the spell of its arrival..
The Sun was warm and as if to say to her this creature felt at home where it had landed it opened its wings wide to reveal its amazing colours.
She traced her gaze through its many veins upon its wings to marvel at how it was formed with such precision. Its long tongue uncurled for a second to touch the fabric exploring the folds, She looked into its eyes and wondered what it must be like to viewing the world through them. As it flew high over fields and blossoms.
Her gaze misted and a salty tear fell beside this Wondrous Gift. As it landed the spell was broken, for the winged creature flew up hovering for a few seconds as it fluttered in its farewell dance above her head to fly higher….
Her gaze followed with a heart so full of love as she saw its innocence and perfection — Then in one heart stopping moment her heart plunged in dismay as another winged creature flew at is so fast she barely saw but the blur of its flight as the Swift took hold of the Butterfly and it was gone……….
She had witnessed these final few moments of its precious life and it had chosen to share its gift of them with her..
More tears fell as she gazed once more into the abyss of thought, and the cycles of life and the way of the World….and the loss of Innocents ..
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