
Butterfly
the obsession for capturing some essence of some artform hope the obsession never leaves you and hope you never leave it hope it drives you mad just not too mad like it's done some realizing devotion to the obsession doesn't earn salvation hope you never grow tired of the art of trying to understand the beauty in butterflies hope you never grow bored hope you never betray capturing the essence cashing out your desire to understand for their praise for understanding why you do what you do hope you never exchange the obsession for capturing an essence for the pleasure of talking about it hope the beauty of a butterfly's delicate colors and dust never morphs into the beauty of attention acceptance or affirmation hope you never concede by framing and signing your butterflies instead of putting them in a jar long enough to admire then setting them free to catch and admire another one of an altogether different beauty hope you never mistake the beauty of the butterfly as yours hope you never forget the beauty is its life and its nature to alter you and the next for better or for worse do not smother your butterflies in your jar for someday they will have their revenge
