Butterfly 🦋

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Have you ever seen a butterfly? How captivating they're! Whenever we see them we're seemed to be mesmerizing by their beauty of colours.... The way they are flying over blooming flowers adding more beauty to them. In my reading of butterfly symbolism article by Regina Cutter Edwards, it says - ''Butterflies are deep and powerful representations of life. Many cultures associate the butterfly with our souls... Around the world, people view the butterfly as representing endurance, change, hope, and life''.

I'm wondering and thinking can we resemble our life to a butterfly? Can we think that our personality traits as colours; as a butterfly consists of many colours in a similar way we humans have personality traits in us, like love, faith, hope, courage, anger, joy, sorrow and many. If we say there are certain Butterflies with a single colour so we can resemble it to a person with prominent personality trait... 

Normally, a butterfly can live up to 2 weeks(14days)(certain lives for months), but in that short lifespan, they live their lives to the fullest. They roam here and there spreading joys to our lives. Incredibly they're increasing the beauty of nature. So why can't we!? Why can't we enjoy our life a bit freely with fewer worries?  Why do we restrict ourselves in schedules and plannings? Can we share our lives, the colours of our lives with one another, adding more beauty? 

Butterflies are catchy... There are evils who tries to catch and cage them, their beauty.  But if we catch them they mostly die as they are delicate. In a similar way if some other person tries to hold our life, the way we live our life, our mind, thoughts and heart, how will we feel? Can we live our lives the way we want to live?  Obviously NO, we can't! Let us free our life and see the beauty we're surrounded by, appreciate good things around us.... 

We are social Butterflies, we are here to spread love, joy, hope and sharing grief and sorrows!!!


Thank you Saundarya, Vinita and Pratik for helping me with the grammar!

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