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Underneath A Butterfly

Wednesday, April 09, 2014

While on my lunch hour walk, I was fortunate enough to come across a butterfly. I adore butterflies and have loved them for a very long time. While I prefer seeing any butterfly, monarchs hold a very special place in my heart.
When my grandmother died, I was visited by a single monarch butterfly every day for a week as I would walk to class. Not only would this same butterfly specifically come to me, but it would almost hit me in the head (which is something my grandmother would love to do as a joke). Ever since then, I collect anything that has anything to do with monarch butterflies and if I see one, my entire body lights up. It’s almost electric.

Unfortunately, today’s butterfly wasn’t a monarch, but it was a different type of butterfly. It was a Androgeus Swallowtail or Queen Swallowtail.



This picture was as close as I could get to what I saw, but it’s no less beautiful. The butterfly flew over my head and because the sun was shining so brightly, I could see through its yellow wings. I literally gasped as I saw it, and felt like I had a tiny canopy over me. It totally made my day and I’m definitely a lot happier because of it.

“I tell of hearts and souls and dances...
Butterflies and second chances;
Desperate ones and dreamers bound,
Seeking life from barren ground,
Who suffer on in earthly fate
The bitter pain of agony hate,
Might but they stop and here forgive
Would break the bonds to breathe and live
And find that God in goodness brings
A chance for change, the hope of wings
To rest in Him, and self to die
And so become a butterfly.”
¯ Karen Kingsbury, Oceans Apart
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