In gardens where the sunlight softly spills,
Butterflies dance with grace upon the breeze,
Their wings a tapestry of dreams fulfilled,
A gentle ballet through the ancient trees.

They speak of change, of journeys long and wide,
Transforming softly in the morning light,
From humble beginnings they do not hide,
Embracing the sky, a breathtaking flight.

The colors shimmer in the golden rays,
Each flutter tells a tale of hope and time,
In their brief lives, they teach us wondrous ways,
To find the beauty in the climb and climb.

Wings whisper secrets of the earth and skies,
In silence, they reveal the strength of grace,
Through them we learn to see with wiser eyes,
The art of growth, the beauty we embrace.