Unblemished by judgement

(Her own or anyone else’s),
The raucous-patterned butterfly
Goes about her business.
Her work and inclinations
Keep her unaware of the
Human child hiding there
Among tall grasses
Shrubs and wildflowers.
Paying rapt attention
To the flitting and the
Flying and the lighting
On the leaves
The child slowly
Spreads her arms
And starts to flutter them
Her spirit taking flight
among the flowers,
shrubs, & grasses.
Only then the butterfly
Can see the child and
Joins her in some
Raucous-patterned
Flitting, riding currents,
Skimming surfaces,
And drinking nectar.
Together, they fly off
Across the lakeside meadow.
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