• Catching Butterflies

    A field in spring
    dizzily running to catch butterflies
    Lavender, white, and green.
    Trying to catch our childhood.
    Seeking what was lost.
    Suddenly, the sun sweeps over the ground
    in a rush of wind.
    Traveling, it leaves a half-shadow,
    You can go with the moving sun.
    It is a magical juxtaposition of dreams and time.
    In that moment,
    if you do not hesitate, you will
    travel to a fantasy land
    you have dreamed of since you were a child.
    Only your net left behind.

    These chances come once in a while.
    Dreams merge with reality.
    Keep your eyes open
    And keep catching butterflies!