Hello flying flower.
You sail the world
On wings of ginger, gold and black.
A bloom without roots.
An airborne blossom with purpose.
Committed to the destination.
Focused on the journey.
You live life.
You bring life.
You share life.
And when you dance away on your shimmering petals
You leave those gifts blowing in the breeze.
“The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.” Rabindranath Tagore
Sky Flower
June 21, 2026
