I held in my hand a chrysalis,
Small and fragile,
I feel movement…
A spotted wing appears
Then another it unfolds
And soon I am left holding
An empty shell
A most amazing creature
Touched my hand
When flew away,
My eyes following it
In wonder and surprise,
Dancing above the tawny grass
A delicate butterfly
Lowers and rises
With the wind’s breath,
Kissing petals,
Floating again
Gently through the sky
Graceful charm
Painted in magical colors
Lighting my world,
A symbol of life’s beauty,
Magnificently soaring free
Glowing in gentle warmness
Of the sun
Mesmerized I watch
The wings dancing in the wind,
A creature transformed
Into an angel kissed by rainbows,
A lovely vision, softly formed,
Gossamer wings drifting…
The breathtaking butterfly
photography by Russ Sawdon