“On the white poppy a butterfly’s torn wing is a keepsake.”
Observing nature is a wondrous practice. In doing so, we can discover the great mysteries of ourselves, of the universe, of nature itself. We can appreciate the beauty of a white poppy, or the gorgeous wings of a butterfly while resting on a flower. We usually only catch a glimpse of this beauty, before the butterfly flies away to their next destination. A torn wing left on a poppy is especially rare, as we can stare as long as we’d like, or at least it seems that way.
The other half of this equation is the fact that the butterfly’s wing has torn off, perhaps the creature is grounded, or has been eaten by another creature. This seems sad, but is really just the cycle of nature. Knowing inevitably all life on Earth as we know has a beginning and an end, we should all learn to appreciate the fleeting moments we do have here with ourselves, with others, and with nature.
Accepting the cycle, we find peace. Accepting the peace, we find happiness. Accepting the happiness, we find the cycle.