Some statistic

Was I too far for your eyes

or too close for your whispers 

Was it too early for a moon-watch 

or too late for a sunrise 

Haven't we earned  

in the past millenniums

 of wandering

around the volcano of desire

to see the butterfly's dream 

in a blink? 

Have you count the times

when you actually mistook 

a worm for a butterfly? 

Have it ever occurred to you 

that they are 

both -a worm and a butterfly

in the same time

and neither is possible without 

each-other's existence,

but, sometimes 

they

just reflects differently in your eyes...

Was it too colorful the dream of the worm

for a simple butterflies like us?