Today, I fell in love
With a moth;
Small and brown.
A pale and helpless triangle,
As it lay upturned on the bottom of a pan.
It grappled and struggled with six legs and antennae flailing
Whilst the very things which gave her flight,
Bore her down, damp and stuck.
I saw in her, myself.
And as I released her from her prison of confusion and fear,
And watched her rest and catch her breath,
I asked myself, “what did she believe had just occurred?”
For when I fell in love with her,
She became my miracle
And I became hers.
Very inspiring!! Keep going!
in awe of your expression. wow!
I do like this one. Thinking of creating a few of these.