Fly Butterfly Fly

Facilitator: Micah Swabb

Upon this morning sun with golden ray,
Did paint the sky in hues vibrant and new,
A butterfly, in graceful, bright display,
Took flight, and from the meadows, upward flew.

Its wings, a tapestry of colors rare,
Did catch the light, and glistened in its glow,
A wondrous sight, it floated through the air,
Its path uncharted, yet it seemed to know.

As winds whispered softly to its frame,
It danced and fluttered, free from all tether,
Through boundless skies, with never a hint of shame,
It journeyed on, with courage and splendor.

Oh, butterfly, your flight inspires me,
To venture into the unknown, this time free.