Great photo and nice thoughts from Jo Ann Tomaselli.
Butterflies are drawn to flowers as poets are drawn to words. Possibly you don’t know or have forgotten what your drawn to. If so, maybe it’s time to check your road map, and remember: we are all poets of some sort or another who may have forgotten we have wings! What’s your destination?
“I tell of hearts and souls and dances, Butterflies and second chances; Desperate ones and dreamers bound, Seeking life from barren ground, Who suffer on in earthly fate, The bitter pain of agony hate, Might but they stop and here forgive, Would break the bonds to breathe and live, And find that God in goodness brings, A chance for change, the hope of wings, To rest in Him, and self to die, And so become a butterfly.” ―Karen Kingsbury,
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