I wish I were a butterfly .. I really love these little creatures flying all those people who always bring good humor, the wonder of children and adults envy!
I would just be a butterfly, yeah .. Light can fly .. although this should be relieving them of all the weights I'm wearing, but only for one day I would like to try ... find a new dimension in which what is granted is only to dream, fluttering here and there and then in repose on the most fragrant flower, open my wings and feel the wind blow, stretch my lantern to look for a ray of sunshine ...
E 'special because an animal not live to eat and grow old, but only lives to love ...
its transformation from being a caterpillar to a butterfly larva and finally, in some ways reflects the spiritual transformation of each of us, the butterfly begins its life crawling and only then, turning, bringing learning to fly on its wings the colors of the rainbow.
For some years now so I just started my "new" life ... crawling and becoming a brute of infinite pain related to the loss of Elijah, weighed down so much that remained to be ghost for a long time and if still not been able to fully open my wings and to acquire the necessary lightness to take flight, do I feel inside of me I can do and become a butterfly because I know how I changed my baby, it really is re-born in the spirit and approach to life and so now I try to fly in spirit and soul ... although I'll never stop dreaming ... in memory of my little one!
" The butterfly counts not months but moments ago ... that your life dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf!" Tagore
.. for this I feel a little 'butterfly ...
