I was lucky enough to be walking by when this butterfly was drying it's delicate wings beneath the sun. There is so much detail on their wings that is hidden in flight. However, I thought this poem would be very appropriate so thought I might share it. It's one of my favourites.
A symbol of Hope
A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam
And for a brief moment its glory
and beauty belong to our world
But then it flies again
And though we wish it could have stayed
We feel lucky to have seen it. [Unknown]