Douglas.Zachary@p0.f10.n137.z1.fidonet.org (Douglas Zachary) (07/18/90)
Index Number: 9194
I watched a butterfly, unaware
of its own beauty, as it landed
in an abandon web and felt
sorrow for its plight.
Knowing that to touch its wings
in an attempt of rescue could scar
it for life, I bid it to gently
walk to the edge of the web and
fly away. In its panic....
it could not understand and
worsened its entanglement
with its futile struggles.
Tiring from the exertion
of useless fighting,
it stilled to rest
Out of indecision --
I did nothing.
Unable to watch its slow
death I went away....
wondering, if it would have been
better for me to end its life --
quickly, mercifully.
All night I lay awake,
thinking of the butterfly
and what I should or --
could have done and listened
to the wind and light rain
that had come up.
At some time, I drifted off
to a fitful sleep filled
with dreams of
Love and loss.
The morning sun sifted through
my window and I awoke to see a
familiar butterfly, drying
its beautiful wings outside
my window sill.
Hurrying, I went to the web
and found it slack and empty --
I thanked God for his strength
and gentleness.
~Zack~
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