Butterfly lies low
As rain-soaked clouds spill over;
In perfect cover
While storms rage, protecting wings
Waiting till the robin sings
Wings folded nicely
As raindrops pour from the sky;
Comfortably dry
When clouds lift, she’ll rise in flight
Bathe again in bright sunlight
In search of shelter
She will under branches stay
Till the winds give way
Let’s learn from the butterfly
When storms come, rest and stay dry
In storms, we pause to protect
Lives we hold in deep respect
Fully rested, strength restored
We will rise and soar once more
10-12-2024
© F Aparici