I saw a pretty insect

Flying through the air.

It went every which-way,

And didn’t seem to care.

This little bit of sunshine,

Stood out from all the rest.

It flew down to a rock.

I knew it was blessed.

It took a sip of water

And lifted its wings.

It wasn’t a bother

To watch him do

These things.

He flew in the breeze

And in the dark blue sky.

Joy filled my  grateful heart,

And it does not matter why!

Yu/stan/kema.