TO A BUTTERFLY
BUTTERFLY,
Flutter by,
Under and over,
Haunting the clover,
Each flashing wing
Fashioning
Quivering glories,
Luminous stories!
Life in a miniature!
Swiftly to win a pure
Realm of ideals,
Hoping it heals.
The best, the best
Is the endless quest.
Is hopefulness vain
To feel or to feign?
Know you not, save to say:
"It is glittering, glittering day,—
"The sun to me sings,
Beauty dowers my wings,
All of joy I attain."—
Flutter by,
Butterfly!