A power of Butterfly must be -
The Aptitude to fly
Meadows of Majesty concedes
And easy Sweeps of Sky.
- Emily Dickinson
Gray skies characterize the day. The hours pass slowly, and I probably check the clock one hundred times. It is a Hurry Up and Wait sort of day.
Finally, I walk over to my house with a friend. There in the midst of drab, a butterfly rests.
Still, I am surprised that such an ordinary thing as a caterpillar morphs into such a beautiful winged creature. Yes, in our Creator's plan, even the mundane is being transformed.
Still, I am surprised that such an ordinary thing as a caterpillar morphs into such a beautiful winged creature. Yes, in our Creator's plan, even the mundane is being transformed.
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