Flutter By

In the land of the flittering butterfly
freedom is but a breeze away,
entrapment is merely held in a drop of rain.
Shelter has no boundaries,
among the reeds they flitter about,
flashing brilliant white catches your eye
as they travel along the creek,
above the branches and
waltz with the wind as their partner leading them about.
As the butterflies move they join in the dance with each other,
in pairs or groups of many making music with the wind.
The cattails stand guard like soldiers in uniform admiring the dance.
8/12/06 B. Kimberly, Id