Though during the flight there was a romance,
There was some music and there was a dance,
But when landed the butterfly with a patience
It found a colorful fragrance and a silence,
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The flower waved its petals and said many good byes. I shall come again whenever there are autumns of hates, I shall go on adding a fragrant color to your fates....these lines are so beautiful hopeful and optimistic. A Lovely poetry. Thank-you sir.
A silent moment in that nothing is listened to or told, As in this moment words become the molten gold, /// the golden moment of love during the flight and landing