Art/whimsically yours
When God Made Butterflies
When God made butterflies,
the devil grew quite jealous
of these divine flits of fancy,
and so he crafted a like creature,
to inhabit the darkness.
Furry, brown and white,
grey and dappled night dancers,
which he set free in the world,
to rule his dark domain.
But when they saw the brightness
that had not touched them,
to make them beautiful
they flung themselves in suicidal waves
into any light they could find.
Each Moth hoping for a transformation
from the devil's flawed design.
But alas they burned up against
the incandescent glass and fell
wingless to perish in non-heavenly bodies
under the hungry beaks of the birds.
Thus back into hell they go,
where the devil pins their souls,
to another set of dark wings,
to waste on porch lights,
and streetlamps in their endless
futile attempts to be something
much better in the hierarchy of life.
We are so much like a moth
tempted by the darkness
We are so much like a moth
tempted by darkness
much like moths to the flame
in death we perish
never claiming our beautiful wings
cause we attack the light.......
to hear the song for free just go to:
http://dev213.fandalism.com/mfbiiiproductions/eqQO
WHEN GOD MADE BUTTERFLYS.
Art~Whimsically Yours studio
Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2017
*photo from my personal work.
When God Made Butterflies
