Fly, moth, fly,
Fly to another sky
One that cannot be torn
Away from under your wings.
Moth, look up
There’s hope in the sun
It doesn’t hide your beauty
The glow of life in tranquility.
Never stop your pride,
Shades of darkest colours
Expressions to unsaid emotions
Proudly sketch what you need to feel.
Be not vain
Like a butterfly’s false beauty
Lasts hours in an entirely stalled life
Be what touches more than eyes can see.
Going up and up
Never look down or behind,
For what of life has been left is gone
Like chances that matter not anymore.
There is little of life
In every flutter of your wings
So be not ashamed to paint life
And spread around the joy of living.