The never-ending magical existence of butterflies brings to me another path to celebrating and sharing the Great Mystery of the ALL. From loud incantations of color, to the hidden mimicry of now you don't see me, to the seemingly impossible magic of splashing artistic beauty upon a set of wings. These never-ending Shapes and patterns beyond imagination are brought to form through a cavalcade of color. Imagine all that and add the ability to fly for the ever-searching elixir of sweet nectar silently. This is yet another celebration to my sense of awe and wonder of the ALL. ... --- ...
The never-ending magical existence of butterflies brings to me another path to celebrating and sharing the Great Mystery of the ALL. From loud incantations of color, to the hidden mimicry of now you don't see me, to the seemingly impossible magic of splashing artistic beauty upon a set of wings. These never-ending Shapes and patterns beyond imagination are brought to form through a cavalcade of color. Imagine all that and add the ability to fly for the ever-searching elixir of sweet nectar silently. This is yet another celebration to my sense of awe and wonder of the ALL. ... --- ...
