@imanparisay
In the warm hush of twilight,
butterflies dance around the light
one bravely drawing closer,
one resting softly on an empty glass jar,
another suspended in the blurred sky,
somewhere between staying and leaving.
Here, between flame and shadow,
life feels like a butterfly
delicate, yet daring
to move toward the light.
Perhaps that is the secret of beauty:
to keep fluttering forward,
even when the glow
seems almost out of reach.
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