I wish to dedicate my first blog to my butterfly friend ,
who inspired me to write ! I am deeply indebted to him for all the wisdom
he shared with me during the short span of his visit to my abode...
I will say more about this butterfly and many more butterflies later...
Now for the first butterfly story ....
who inspired me to write ! I am deeply indebted to him for all the wisdom
he shared with me during the short span of his visit to my abode...
I will say more about this butterfly and many more butterflies later...
Now for the first butterfly story ....
A lovely talking butterfly came floating alone through the sky and into a garden.Well..He was such an intelligent butterfly. But he had got tired soaring up the high sky , visiting drywoods and barren land. He wondered how people who lived in this garden would be.
When he fluttered close to the garden, he saw a lonely maiden who looked so sad..He was getting curious. He wanted to know why she looked unhappy in such a beautiful garden.
So he drifted close to her. And fluttered around her with his bright wings to catch her attention. The girl felt elated looking at the tiny butterfly.
She said,
"You are so free.. You can go wherever you want...I'd love to fly with you and sail around the way you do. It looks like it would be such fun to fly up toward the summer sun. But I have not your graceful charms, nor wings , just these two arms. I've been designed to walk around. My human feet cannot fly like you...I want to be like you.. so free !!
When he fluttered close to the garden, he saw a lonely maiden who looked so sad..He was getting curious. He wanted to know why she looked unhappy in such a beautiful garden.
So he drifted close to her. And fluttered around her with his bright wings to catch her attention. The girl felt elated looking at the tiny butterfly.
She said,
"You are so free.. You can go wherever you want...I'd love to fly with you and sail around the way you do. It looks like it would be such fun to fly up toward the summer sun. But I have not your graceful charms, nor wings , just these two arms. I've been designed to walk around. My human feet cannot fly like you...I want to be like you.. so free !!
Then magically the butterfly started talking to the girl. He told her he too had a wish...like she did ...
He said, "What I'd love the most to do.. is walk upon God's Earth with you, I wish I were like you ...I would love to squish the mud between my toes and be your friend and play in this garden . I'd love just once to walk around with human feet to touch the ground...
but I do not have two legs that swing, nor arms, just these two wings...
I am not destined to be on earth like you ...I am designed to fly ...to far off places where there are other little children with whom i can play for a while... but I cannot be friends with anyone ...because if I befriend them, they will capture me and put me in a glass box ...they will want to touch my wings..but then my brittle wings , they'll break... and then I would not fly ...
I do believe that you mean no harm to me . But still, I have other worlds to fly into and cannot be your friend forever. But I will sit with you till the flowers sleep and tell you lots of tales you ll love.... of distant lands I have visited ..of people you have never known ....of famine and hunger and sorrow ...which you do not seem to know.. "
And so the butterfly friend , sat with the girl and told her tales she loved and she in return told tales of her garden, her cuckoo nest...and flowers and bees and dragon flies.... She felt so happy !
He said, "What I'd love the most to do.. is walk upon God's Earth with you, I wish I were like you ...I would love to squish the mud between my toes and be your friend and play in this garden . I'd love just once to walk around with human feet to touch the ground...
but I do not have two legs that swing, nor arms, just these two wings...
I am not destined to be on earth like you ...I am designed to fly ...to far off places where there are other little children with whom i can play for a while... but I cannot be friends with anyone ...because if I befriend them, they will capture me and put me in a glass box ...they will want to touch my wings..but then my brittle wings , they'll break... and then I would not fly ...
I do believe that you mean no harm to me . But still, I have other worlds to fly into and cannot be your friend forever. But I will sit with you till the flowers sleep and tell you lots of tales you ll love.... of distant lands I have visited ..of people you have never known ....of famine and hunger and sorrow ...which you do not seem to know.. "
And so the butterfly friend , sat with the girl and told her tales she loved and she in return told tales of her garden, her cuckoo nest...and flowers and bees and dragon flies.... She felt so happy !
And so they talked till dusk and it was time for the butterfly to say bye. He had to travel far...far away to distant lands. And so both the friends went their separate ways, in wonder and surprise, but even when they had to sadly part, both had seen God's precious gifts through the eyes of the other !!
Friends are gods blessing. Cherish all of them while they remain.
There is no tomorrow. It is always today.
So enjoy the present and whatever God provides !!
