Beneath the azure skies, they glide with grace,
In fields of blooms, a delicate embrace.
Wings of color, like dreams, they chase,
In the golden sun, they find their place.

Whispering winds, they follow with delight,
Through meadows green, in soft moonlight.
Each flutter a story, each flight a sight,
In the silence of dawn, they take their flight.

Gardens bloom where their touch has been,
A symphony of hues in a verdant scene.
Fragile yet fierce, in their serene sheen,
They weave through life, unseen, serene.

In the heart of nature, they find their song,
A testament to beauty, silent yet strong.
With every flutter, they right every wrong,
In the world of butterflies, we all belong.