Where did you come from, butterfly of jade?

Where on this earth is it you were made?

You fly straight at me, fluttering in my face

When all around us, there's so much space



You are so vividly green, quite unlike another

So many of which are yellow/brown-smothered

Yet, there YOU are, just a single shade of green

And I have to wonder where is it you've been ...



Where did you come from, butterfly of jade?

Are there more like you, or is it just one grade?

You fly so swiftly and flutter so very fast ...

There's so much wonder in life - see it, as you pass

  

- Tristram



(c) Christopher W. Thomas

12:35pm Sun. June 28th, 1998