A LOVELY VINTAGE BUTTERFLY TABLECLOTH

Clouds of yellow
a sea of floating motion
waves of soft beating wings


First sight
I thought my eyes betrayed

A hand to wipe an eye to see
its there its real
surreal
this view


Masses of butterflies
from field
to flight


A feast of marvel
to fill the sight
... the sound

shelved in thought

... simply
... another reason to greet life