Child of the Universe

“…no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.” -Max Ehrmann

A White Butterfly Watches Over Me April 18, 2008

Filed under: Poetry, life — Tissue Girl @ 9:35 pm
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White butterfly
hanging on the leaf,
are you content
to watch me work?
Doesn’t the wind
bother you?
Doesn’t the mundaness
of my task bore you at all?
You’ve been watching me
for quite some time;
will you not let go?

Last week, while I was doing the laundry, a little white butterfly flew around the mess my family calls a garden, as if in search of a perfect spot to perch on. It landed on a leaf just in front of me and I stopped what I was doing for a little while just to watch it sit peacefully.

It’s been the second time that the same butterfly (or a similar looking creature) landed on the same leaf! I believe nothing that happens in this world is a coincidence. And I don’t think that me seeing that little white butterfly was a coincidence at all. It’s been sent to watch over me.

Angels do find us when we need them the most.