In the garden of dreams, they flutter by,
Fragile wings whispering secrets to the sky.
Colors blend in a symphony of light,
As they dance gracefully out of sight.

Each flutter tells a story, soft and pure,
Of transformation, beauty that will endure.
From a humble cocoon, they emerge anew,
Painting the air with every hue.

Among the blossoms, they find their flight,
Chasing sunlight, bathing in its might.
A fleeting presence, yet so profound,
In their silence, a deeper sound.

Butterflies, delicate and free,
Embodying the essence of life’s mystery.
In their ephemeral journey, we find grace,
A gentle reminder of our own pace.