
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
The days stretch on
In sun and shade,
Highlighting the contrast
To the lifespan of
A butterfly,
Its new wings splayed
In the warmth
To dry.
And I wonder
What the ancient rock thinks,
In contrast,
Of the human
Lifespan
Fleeting by.
Wonderful capture for both photo and poem!
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Thank you, Elizabeth! 🙂
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The picture is wonderful and great for contrast – and indeed our life is a vapor – especially compared to the rock
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I’d like to think that for a butterfly, their life seems as ‘long’ as ours is to us … given that this is their reality … And yet …
Yes, compared to rocks … we are naught but vapor. Perfect analogy!
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Not my analogy at all – very old proverb – and your post reminded me how striking the butterfly colors can be
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🙂 Yeah, fantastic colors! 🙂
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😊
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Perfect interpretation.
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Thanks, Jackie! 🙂
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Great interpretation of contrast – well done!
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Yay hurray! 🙂 Thanks, Debbie!
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Thank you! 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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