Butterfly or Moth,
Beautiful markings plight it’s troth,
The one gets applauded, the other disdained,
Yet each is beautiful, if we view unrestrained,
The day and the night,
Each has a part, if we use our foresight,
Butterfly or Moth, just look and see,
A beautiful creature born to be free.
Butterfly or Moth,
Which do you see?
When you look at people,
When you look at me,
Are your judgements valid,
More than skin deep?
Do you look, beneath the surface,
Your judgement to meet.
Butterfly or Moth,
Beautiful markings plight it’s troth,
The one gets applauded the other disdained,
Yet each is beautiful, if we view unrestrained.
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 