Nestled in her small cocoon
She squirms and turns to find the room
A delicate dance from side to side
As nature makes her wings to fly

The outer layer of her home
Opens to a world unknown
A radiant beauty for all to see
Adorned in purple, black and green

She flutters high to say hello
To the sunflowers as they glow
Landing low in a graceful stance
Princess Butterfly begins to prance



Desta

“Writing is a potion of devotion, magical, mysterious and mighty” Desta

"Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it's different with every shore. ”
Zora Neale Hurston