Dragonfly heedlessly darting across the path
Translucent wings
Long phosphorescent body
Shimmering in the sunset air
Tracing evanescent arabesques
Angel of death.
Butterfly senselessly fluttering here and there
Opalescent scaly wings
Stout body carried on the wind
Frenzied visits of empty corollas
In the vain search of nectar
Carrier of lost souls.
Why do we, miserable beings that we are,
Imbue beautiful creatures with our angst?
Why can't we enjoy Nature for itself
Admit to the existence of beauty and ugliness
Too often going hand in hand,
The perpetual transience renewed for ever
Without loading it with dread?
Lucette C. Bailliet ©
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