Reason why I love butterflies

By Ieka Ahmad - 6:22:00 PM



The story of the butterfly.



“It was the early blossoming of spring and a girl was wandering through a garden when she discovered a cocoon hanging from the branch of a tree. It was almost time for a butterfly to emerge. Fascinated with her discovery she returned to the garden daily, enthusiastic to see all that would happen and hoping never to miss a thing. One day, a small opening appeared and the girl saw the butterfly struggling to free itself from its cocoon and enter a new world. She watched intently until the butterfly seems to have stopped making progress. It appeared as if it had gone as far as possible and could go no further. The girl made a sudden decision. She began to remove pieces of the cocoon that were obstructing the butterfly. Excited, she watched as the butterfly emerged, hoping its wings would unfold. But her excitement turned into dismay as the butterfly remained unable to move. It was then that girl realized what was happening. The cocoon was intended to create the struggle necessary for the butterfly to fly. In fact, it was not trying to escape. This was just nature’s way of making its wings stronger. It occurred to the girl that the butterfly would actually be grateful to the cocoon for the struggle that they would share.”


Love,
Ieka Ahmad.





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  1. https://plus.google.com/photos/114551852154705317229/albums/5775346673108475745/5775346674344785026 nah cik butterfly :P

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