I was standing on my patio and I noticed that there were so many butterflies coming from all over. I smiled at them as they danced around my head and body and I was very carefull not to hurt anyone of them. They seemed to be asking me to follow them because they would come very close and then move away and then return again as if to say come this way. I smiled and stepped off of the porch and followed them into the glen.
there sitting on the ground and surrounded by many thousands of butterflies were two faeries and two smaller faeries too. They seemed to be holding these butterflies and letting them go. They all were landing on these faeries hands and as they lifted to go their colors were magnificent. Each butterfly was given a different design and color of its very own. How amazing that this could be done. As I watched the butterflies were all the same color landing on the faeries hands and yet when they left they were all the beautiful colors of the rainbow.
The sister faries noticed me and bid me welcome and to come closer. I did and they explained that all butterflies were the same color at birth and it was there job to make sure each got their own colors. Each butterfly got to pick his or her own design and some were very beautiful. How imaginative they could be. A few wanted to be the same color and that was ok too.
This glen and these faeries never cease to amaze me. There is always some wonderful and amazing thing going on in here. Who would have ever thought that such a small glen would be the home of such wonderous creatures and such beautiful faeries of love. For not one of them had any thing but love in their hearts and they made you awarre of their love when they spoke to you and by what they did for all of us to enjoy.
I left with a halo of butterflies surrounding my head and the small sound of their wings magnified because of their numbers sounded like the tinkling of tiny bells. So if you are ever in a glen and you hear a slight sound of tinkling bells , think of all these butterflies fluttering around and it will make you smile as it did me.
3 comments:
yes the soft flow oif the butterfly & the power of wondrous words..
halo of butterflies floating around my head and sounding like tinkling bells how wonderful
butterflies are all beautifull and the more you see the more you realize that each is different . how lovely
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