A Sign
One butterfly
White, sick
And died …
On my beloved
Praying rug.
Two butterflies
White, small
Flying close to me
I am amazed and stop
Praising God
For the beauty
I see.
Three butterflies
White, yellow and green;
Flying and playing
Over green grass and bushes
Along the tranquil road
Everyday I pass through.
One perches on my hand
be a delight.
I smile, greet and whisper …
God, what a sign.
Malang, 20 May 2006
