I look out the window and see it flutter up off a branch into the slowly dimming sky, becoming smaller as it grows farther away until it is nothing but a small orange speck. Soon after that it is gone. Amazing, something beautiful and miraculous that everyone takes for granted. Noone thinks about how magical it is that a caterpillar can completely changing in form, into a butterfly whose fragile wings thab carry it off into the cruel harsh world we live in never to have to endure the harsh reality we do.
Small little miracle.
June 5, 2009