Butterflies in the Garden

Inspiration seems obvioius

So many artists have written about them

Cinematographers have filmed them, on all screen sizes 

Artists have sculpted and painted them

And there's a reason for that. 

People have created gardens dedicated to them 

Sanctuaries 

Exhibits 

And even beautiful preservation

And there's a reason for that.  

Standing in the garden of your passion and creativity 

Colors bounce on green and dance in the warm golden glow of the sun 

The slightest breeze tip toes across your cheeks and lifts strands of your hair so you too can shimmer in the sunlight 

Like the soul of your garden does.  

Look at the marble-colored wings of that butterfly 

Resting

Then waving 

Enjoying every gift that the vibrant violet salvia has to offer 

With every flutter, they move on to the next 

With every flutter, they send a wave 

A wave of energy 

A calming energy 

A creative energy 

A soft energy with enough power to spark a fire in you 

An energy that has touched the soul of millions around the world 

One that reminds you that in this moment 

This is life.

And this feels good. 

There is a reason, why writers and artists and poets 

Why parents and scientists and teachers 

Have all dedicated a moment of their creativity

A moment of their life 

To the butterflies in the garden.