With Nature’s grace

All things have their place

Whether good, bad or ugly

All are just opinions

Expressed by earth’s denizens

Never judge a book by the cover

Never believe you are more regal than another

 

From an egg

The fascinating caterpillar emerges

Only to disappear into pupal obscurity

Mother Nature weaves her magic, and

The Empress of The Lepidopteran Realm springs forth

In the form of a butterfly

Elegant and magnificent

She flits here and there

Breathing her vibrant magic into the world

In gratitude to the Mother that embraced her

She confers the gift of eggs to the earth

Then like a river that has found the ocean

She surrenders her spirit to the heavens

 

And so continues the cycle

With Nature’s grace

All things have their place

Whether good, bad or ugly

All are just judgements

Expressed by earth’s denizens

You never know what is contained within

So, be very careful what you opine

Never judge a book by the cover

Never believe you are more regal than another

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Image by Efraimstochter from Pixabay