“I just loved them because they were colourful and gentle,
and I just kind of related to them with my own personality.
I don’t want to hurt anybody. Didn’t want to bite. Didn’t want to sting, and I still don’t.
I just kind of claimed them as my little symbol.” ~Dolly Parton~
 

Love is like a butterfly,
as soft and gentle as a sigh
The multicoloured moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside, it flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing (Dolly)

Peacock butterfly  … Breathtaking

A  beautiful sunny afternoon in heaven.
God rested, stretched, relaxed;
but the creator of everything cannot be still.
An idea formed;
a longing to make something beautiful.
When you are full of love it is no chore to create.

He would paint,
brushing into life something stunning,
Breathtaking!

His canvas invitingly empty.
God dipped the brush of his imagination,
stretched out his hand.
Intricate sparkling colours
flowed from his fingers.
What figment of his palette
did He conjure up?
Slow formation of something crazy.

He fashioned me, a butterfly
adorned with Peacock colours.
I am painted with the eye of God,
a reflection of His love for making.
Crafted by God,
every act of creativity births new loveliness
into the world

God blew on my wings.

Breath giving
Breathtaking
I fly.

[Mr G. ammended August 30th 2026]

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