The butterfly with its wisdom-wrought wings
the panels that display their symmetry
align with full destiny when flying
and place a flag of beauty in the sky.
Dyed with artful details, woven silk,
spread across one canvas two pains framing
that gather from the world its smallest inks
and dipped in that same inkwell is its felt.
An eye appears as though that it could see
to look on it is beauty seeing sight
as all of it is mystical it shines
delicate limbed tiny poultice tincture
To watch as beauty flies on beauty’s wings
or waits at most a moment in the leaves.
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