One Single Impression: Nest Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps By SandyCarlson - November 25, 2012 From June 27, 2012 The butterfly rests On the branch of a bush That is home to countless birds. I don't know their names. Sometimes I wish I did, But usually I don't care, And neither do the birds. But that butterfly: It basked there, still and steady As the ocean roared its arrival To the beach, Which was not fazed by the news Though we were and that's why We were on our way there. But the butterfly. Salt air, a breeze, sunshine: These were enough. It would not name the birds In the shaded nest deep within the bush Or the flowers on which it fed. It didn't even know Where it was Or what. One Single Impression One Single Impression Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments Sylvia K12:16 AMBeautiful as always -- perfect words for the perfect capture! Have a lovely Sunday!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAmrit Sinha5:11 AMI loved the beauty in this piece ... amazing poetry !!!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyPurple Assassin.6:07 AMLovely one. Amazing.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyZuzana6:31 AMLovely poetry Sandy, it brings to mind Shakespeare and " what's in a name...."Lovely shot as well - hope you are having a lovely Thanksgiving weekend.;)xoxoReplyDeleteRepliesReplyLisa at Greenbow7:02 AMI love finding nests. Birds are so secretive during nesting season it seems like a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow when I find a nest. Love your poem. I think butterflies know a lot more than it appears that they know. We just can't think that small.Have a great weekend.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyKerri Farley7:13 AM ~ Beautiful ~ ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyYogi♪♪♪8:35 AMYou have a way with words.I love "It didn't even knowWhere it wasOr what."ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyTexWisGirl9:15 AMjust doing what comes naturally.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyimac9:49 AMLove the poem and the butterfly looks good in B/W too.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyLin Floyd10:20 AMah the simplicity of nature and God's creations....love your poem!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAnonymous11:09 AMunderstanding nature...very nice!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyA Lady's Life6:00 PMThe animals go about their business doing what they have to do to survive. Sometimes it's a hard life and sometimes if you look at the animal, you think it's a simple life because they don;t worry about as many things as we do. They have no psychological traumas or hurt feelings. They just do what they have to do and move on.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyCloudia7:50 PM'enough' that is BLISS!Have a Sweet Week -Warm Aloha to YOU from HonoluluComfort Spiral ~ > < } } ( ° >> < 3 3 3 ( ' > ReplyDeleteRepliesReplySueann5:04 AMBeautiful musings and photo!!HugsSUeAnnReplyDeleteRepliesReplydeeps5:35 AMwho doesnt wish to be a butterfly to live life just as it unfolds; even if it is not for a long lifeReplyDeleteRepliesReplyThis Is My Blog - fishing guy9:32 AMSandy: Beautiful photo and poem, you are so talented.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment Thanks for being here.