Someone would think that is rubbish; butterflies do not sing, nor do they dance; all that they can do is fly joyously. But believe me I have sighted a butterfly that sings songs melodious. Who knows it is all just to make a difference in a world that cannot think of in a different way than it has been taught to.
Is it just a matter of imagination that a butterfly sings and dances? Can it ever be true? These are the questions that people will keep asking me, even as I try to capture the melody of the butterfly and cherish it in my heart.
Where is the butterfly and how does it look? Look into your heart, and you will be able to see it fluttering its wings, and joyously crossing from one place to another in your mindscape. Is it the spirit that animates all our being and arrests all our disorientedness?
Call her what you will, but you cannot close your eyes from the fact that she is there with you, and in you all the time, even when you negate her existence.
Just open your heart and let the butterfly speak words of comfort, sing songs of love and romance, dance joyously as we cross each new second, flowing into the limitless ocean of our existence in this passing world.
Maybe the butterfly will have something to offer us, as we stand at a little distance and watch her movements carefully, attentively, and lovingly.
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Did you read about the 'dance of Dionysus' or 'the dance of Zarathustra' as they were depicted in Nietzsche's "The Birth of Tragedy from the Spirit of Music"?
Your ideas sound similar to that of Nietzsche. You will also find a similar connection between the Love of the Wolrd-Soul (Ashique) and gyration of the 'Shema' dancers in Sufism as interpreted by Rumi, the mystic poet. In fact Tony de Mello had mentioned it in the first vol. of his "Prayer of the Frog". Your verses are wonderful and they verge on mysticism. All the Best!
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