How lovely and charming, O you butterfly!
Active and carefree you look, as you pass by,
Over the garden there, you hop and hop merrily,
Flapping your colourful and scaly wings briskly.

Nature’s very special creation, I believe, you are,
Creator put all his skill; therefore, what you are.
Patterns of wings numerous, you look glamorous,
Clad in shades vibrant, you are strikingly gorgeous.

A delightful sight to watch you dance in the breeze,
How I wish this graceful action for a moment to freeze!
And you embrace flowers attractive very amorously,
In loving caress you kiss them; sipping nectar swiftly.

In exchange you make the flowering plant conceive,
A special relation exists in between you, I perceive.
Cold, you bask in the hot sun; hot, you migrate wisely;
You camouflage from the dreadful predators cleverly.

A child there cries unable to catch you; for a while,
Why don’t you rest on his palm and make him smile?
And be gracious to teach me the skill to fly with you,
Leaving the mundane world happily I too will join you.