Royalty

Posted on August 4, 2012 by eteal

This morning I see a miniature monarch in my path.

I stop, for a moment.

I am not a butterfly, I am a moth.

 

Drawn to a flame,

Drawn to a flower,

I can not stop,

I must journey forward.

 

We are all royalty.

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About eteal

Reverend Teal is a minister, chaplain, artist and storyteller. She specializes in the human-animal bond and all its healing aspects.
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