As I was walking through my garden,
I was amazed to see—
A rosebud opening slowly,
stretching toward the light
without hesitation.
Then I saw a chrysalis unfolding
into a Painted Lady butterfly,
its wings trembling,
surprised by its own
majestic beauty.
Suddenly, there was a burst
of colors—orange, black, and white—
blooming into the cool air.
Small moments of change—
petals unfurling before me,
wings gently testing the wind,
a quiet breath before flight.
The world opens up
as I stand, watching,
enthralled by nature’s wonders.
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Author:
rrodriguez (
Online)
- Published: May 7th, 2025 21:17
- Comment from author about the poem: I wanted to write a poem, but nothing came to mind. Then, I saw a phrase I had written in my poetry notebook: 'The bud turned into a rose, and the chrysalis into a butterfly.' That inspired me to shape it into a poetic transformation scene.
- Category: Nature
- Views: 2
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