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I am but a butterfly
Flying lightly
Sipping nectar
Kissing the petals
Smelling the pistil
Dancing the wind
Beneath my fluttering wings.

I am a bee
Busy humming
Sniffing the scent
Of buds
And flowers
Of a very good morning.

I am a caterpillar
Crawling the green
Hugging the stem
Touching the dews
Sleeping in the hollow
Of the new blooms.

If only I am a bird
With the wings sturdy
As steel
I will soar up high
And be oblivious
Of my present predicament.

But no!
I am just a moth
Dreaming to be not
Wishing to be another
Oh there's the fire!
Would it hurt
If I will rest for awhile?