Like AMERICA it is not perfect.
It’s yellow glow shines brightly in the light.
It’s smooth as glass on one side, sleek and sophisticated
the other side, rough cast, irregular , splotched with gold and red , luminescent wings , different from side to side
Three fossils cast on one wing, living in harmony and eternity, with 7 dissimilar circles on the other. Rough hewn , ever changing
A whole creature with wings and a spine
Not regal, flawed even
Yet from a distance it’s composition absorbs and reflects back the light.
If it weren’t so heavy it could fly
This butterfly is not fragile, nor delicate, it casts a long amber shadow depending on the light.
In it’s roughness and man made imperfections, it is unity.
Am I speaking about my Butterfly or AMERICA ?
Does it matter, we are both rough cast, changeable , and not fragile
unity in our imperfections ? If we’re talking about Glass, for sure
Man requires more work!