thistles and grass
tired wings let go
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Photo: Monarch Butterfly, Wisconsin, c.b.w. 2005
In northern Wisconsin there’s always something flying around up above and through the trees. Robins, blue jays, hummingbirds, and hawks all constantly glide overhead and rustle the leaves. For me, though, it was always about the butterflies. I loved how their wings glowed in the sun and how gently they fluttered through the air. They invite you to take a deep breath and just be present. Take time to touch a soft flower petal or taste a just picked blueberry.
Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2019