"The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough."
~ Rabindranath Tagore
Mesmerized by a monarch butterfly in the midst of morning chores
Time had to be taken to sit in the wet grass and watch
Watch as it slowly opened and closed its wings
Open... close... open... close... now and then a little flutter
Newly emerged from its chrysalis... metamorphosis
As if defying summer to end