one day I saw a butterfly
fluttering in the slight breeze
patterned with a light and colourful die
she danced through the waving trees

i looked on far to see her direction
and lost sight for a moment of time
turning my head away in distraction
again i saw the mystical lines

she glided above the flowing brook
the water glistened the sparkling sun
but then she changed her coloured look
to reflect the water’s determination

she swanned once more passing the stream
headlong she dashed for a nearby barn
and disappeared into the creviced beam
from a pearly blue to the darkest tan

i awaited for her, once more, to fly
quietly looking with an intense gaze
just a steady calm for a very long time
nothing more than the afternoon haze

as the evening began to pass away
she came out of her hiding place again
but this time her wings were set ablaze
mimicking the sky’s soft orange taint

and then she vanished into the distance
fading away into an invisible glow
leaving me locked in a deep and dark trance
left pondering this extraordinary show