Yasu Na

I wish I could listen to a small butterfly breathing. How long has it been breathing?

It seems to be carrying nothing on its back, while flying at the bottom of the earth's atmosphere.

But it carries powders and fluids with its body. We can't see them. We take little notice of its work. We are busy in watching visible affairs. Some see things in hand, some see things in trash cans and some see a rain cloud in the distance,

while a small butterfly does not know how to work at the bottom of the earth's atmosphere. It is fluttering quietly in the sun.

  • Author: Yasu Na (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 4th, 2018 06:12
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 20
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  • Fay Slimm.

    A forceful reminder that we as humans know almost nothing about the wonderful inhabitants of worlds around us - that butterfly is just being itself but oh what magic that is. Thank you for sharing this beautiful creature along with its mysteries dear Yasu - - a fine read.

    • Yasu Na

      I am glad to hear your impressions of my simple poem. All living things certainly breathe. What do they breathe for? What do they do as they are breathing? Butterflies cannot understand what they do. Human beings, on the other hand, can understand what they do. Human beings even see time passing, but butterflies only see themselves passing. I have caught a magical aspect of nature.

    • IsraaD

      I really love this. Not understanding some things is very difficult but you made it sound so lighthearted.

      • Yasu Na

        Thank you very much. Nature is inside our brains. We see her.

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