The monsoon went by, the skies were still grey and the soil
damp from rain last night. My spirits were more damp than the soil and the rays
escaping through the clouds captured the glorious movements of a colourful
butterfly. My spirit swayed between the gloom and shine. After a few minutes,
gloom gave in and the warmth of the shine took over. Does seem like if its a
dancing butterfly that can take away the gloom - life is all too simple, isn't
it? Well, perhaps not. To me that dancing butterfly is my spirit, to me that is
the willingness to see past the gloom, the courage to look for sunshine.
The moon still shone and the sun trickling through through
it prowess! Representing the two shades of life and here I stand with all my
questions which belong to all shades in-between. Amongst all this the butterfly
still looks as elegant in its style and its ephemeral beauty.I do have a lot to
learn and even more to achieve.
