The Butterfly

   Wonder of wonders,
      How I ponder---
 The Gift of varied hue,
    That enriches you!
         Yet to think -----
  You come from a creature
        So ungainly hairy.
                But then,
      You grow so graceful
 Lovelier than the lovely fairy.
               Butterfly-----
 How is it that you are so merry,
 In the midst of this turbulence and worry?


          Friend of the flowers,
 So unconcerned of the troubled hours,
                 Let me in ------
  To your world,so happy and bright,
     And dispel My clouds of fright,
      Oh! the fluttering wonder,
              How I ponder-----
   We, creatures of the same Maker,
                   You,
   A testimony of an Art perfected,
       While me and my Race,
With thousand maladies afflicted!

                  Different ----
               Yes, you and I,
                 Yet so alike,
                 Because we,
             Cannot, for long,
          Enjoy the even-song.
       Our Mighty Creator,God,
    Hurriedly calls us to His abode.

     Butterfly ,the harbinger of joy,
               Praise be thee,
             Despite such truth,
    You live a life of unbridled glee.
              Is this your way---
        To thank the Almighty?
               We,the people,
           Can't we learn to be,
                 As grateful,
           Or even just a little?
                                Chandni