Butterflies

Butterflies are sweet, nice and cheerful. Butterflies put a smile on a face. My face.

When you see one, you might smile. When you see a few, you certainly just smile and glare at the colors. But when you're surrounded by butterflies... all you can do is look around stunned, dizzy and delighted. I do. I still do. I am right now.

'was beginning to think I'll never see them again. That perhaps they don't exist anymore... all just died somewhere far away in time and space. But they do... I can see them. They flop their colorful wings all around and so they cover any other noise, color or shade.

So many butterflies and so sudden as well... they came out of nowhere and struck me down like Thor's hammer... so many inexplicable sensations, so much beauty... what can I do... how can I resist? How can I not start flopping my wings as well and nimble on the breeze?

I see butterflies, I dance with them, sing with them, fly with them - I have them on my paws, I have them on my nose, in my stomach, on my belly, in my heart... I have them all around and Ina is dwelling them with her magic.

Thousands of butterflies and only one flower.