as i forgive
joy without sorrow is as day without night.there was a fleeting moment
during my chaotic and frenzied life
when a beautiful butterfly
gently landed in my hand.
without awareness or understanding,
in childish excitement and ignorance,
i crushed it.
the loss of that gift
was a catalyst for change.
as i grieve i grow;
and as i trust the process
i give myself permission
to believe
that mother nature will, once again,
restore and re-create
life, light and laughter
to both the butterfly and the beast.
where i may not always remember,
i never forget...
when fear becomes love.
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