A flickering butterfly flies up to the sea while a small humming bird flies passed me, is this any indication of what this day will be?

The humming bird's wings buzz like the butterfly, both of God's creatures dance under the summer sky,

Neither dwells on boredom or the anxieties of life, no continuous stress or endless strife,

What we do see and think of while they fly by is a glimmer of hope in each other's eyes.


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