butterfly

it is just a spark

when a beam ruptures the aperture

in shadows of the dark

melting in radiations

gradually

rhythms turn to ecstasy

filled with rainbow colors

spreading across the pure sheaths

of limitless love and joy

until the oriental sky blushes

in arresting those lurking hours

already become a butterfly

ready to glide


Prompt: Chrysalis in 55 words

Brevity Contest

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韩瑞雅 Han Rui Ya

Loves learning, reading, writing and teaching.

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