I Am A Butterfly! Comments
I was a butterfly
That knew not the Sun
Who showed me this and that
In whose dazzle I lost the sight
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I am a butterfly That knows no fret For fret I am, the Feet I am The sweetness too I am I am a butterfly Lost in Love That sees only butterflies around And that Oneness - the seat of all! - - - -I am in awe of this deeply spiritual poem!
First of all, may i fold my hands before this beautiful image of Saraswati Devi. 'I am a butterfly' traces the journey of a spiritual aspirant in search of inner wisdom. Like a butterfly, who tastes the nectar of different flowers, man too hops from one medium to another, searching and seek the real truth of life. A beautiful poem, Sir..........10
A nice poem about the butter fly, and what it does! Thanks for sharing!
Marvelously written- - the inward journey- -the quest for true knowledge- - - -acquiring the wisdom that 'I is the source of both joy and sorrow and there is no difference between I and you, we or they as they are all one..To quote from the poem- - - - - - I am a butterfly That knows no fret For fret I am, the Feet I am The sweetness too I am I am a butterfly Lost in Love That sees only butterflies around And that Oneness - the seat of all!
I Am A Butt. Er***, I Mean A Fly. ….[attempt At Humor/Humour; Short; Playing With Language; Thanks, Madathil] - Poem by Bri Edwards As I perused the list of poems by Madathil R. Nair, I suddenly noticed: I Am A Butterfly! ………there. This got my brain cells [I still have a few] working. Yes, my head started to rock. It was wildly jerking! ! And this poem was ….forthcoming. Yes! I gave it birth. I hope it will add (to YOUR day) SOME measure of mirth! (October 11,2016) bri ;)
perhaps ignorance of (a lot of) Indian culture has caused me to lack understanding here. i especially wonder what Oneness means to you. i am not used to thinking in terms of Oneness, but your use of One made me wonder if you were referring to God (who i no longer believe in) . i like these lines, but maybe you 'want' a was in front of to be known? : My eyes were closed As I drowned In the sweetness that nectar bore Thought that was all There to be known - - - - - - - - - - - - the illustration certainly helps me understand these lines: Till I landed on the beads Clung to them in mortal grief The lute and lotus then I saw With the One who sat on it Whose Lotus Feet said it all .............and Poet's Notes are always appreciated by me. ...................................................................Is that cash in the lower left hand? still, i'm a bit lost. bri :)
Hi. The poem is one of my earliest ones, which for reasons I can’t guess, managed to go up to second position on my PH page. Yes. The missing 'was' in the last line of the first stanza may remain unsaid as there is another 'was' in the previous line. Poetic liberty permits that I presume. Referring to the image, it is not cash in the Goddess’s hand. She is the Goddess of learning/wisdom. So, that is a book. In good old days, in ancient India, people used to write on dried palmyra leaves. Most works then, including all the great Indian epics, comprising millions and millions of words, were written on palmyra leaves with writing nails made of iron. So, what she is holding can well be imagined as a wad of written leaves. As for me, who has dabbled in the Indian philosophy of Advaita, Oneness isn’t any different from God. Nor am I, in my real nature, any different from both. Since you are an atheist, I am sure you will have difficulty accepting my point of view and these concepts. No problem. However, I would like you to read my poem “God” where I have labored to refute an atheist with some fundamental logic. If I have been unkind in my description of the atheist, kindly forgive. It is a poem after all. As repeated attempts to post this message here have failed, I have sent a separate mail to your PH mailbox. In case you need more clarifications about my idea of Oneness and God, please send me your email id in reply to that message. I am afraid any further discussion on those topics would be out of scope here. Regards. Madathil Nair
The journey from ignorance to knowledge makes life worth-living. A beautiful metaphoric write that is both enlightening and delightful.
This poem is both creative and compelling. Thanks for sharing!
Awesome write sir. Can feel the thought lying inside. Picturesque description. My eyes were closed As I drowned In the sweetness that nectar bore Thought that was all There to be known Lovely lines sir. Thanks for sharing.
Had to come back and read this poem again because I enjoyed it so much the first time.
You sir are indeed a butterfly. You see the priorities in life and represent the beauty of one who has shed ignorance with words that flow with grace. Thank you for sharing. Peace
it shows the poet's skill in transformation of his thought. nicely said
there is a universal appeal to this poem with the 'Oneness'....the smooth flow of the words make it all the more beautiful..
Beautiful butterfly poem shared really. Thought provoking poem really.
Very enjoyable. Your title caught my eye because I have a poem with the title BUTTERFLY OF DEATH.
Ignorant butterfly on lotus thank you nice poem keep it up
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7/20/2025 12:58:37 PM # 1.0.0
Beautiful poem reflecting the oneness. All of it is seen through our perception.