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A Dance with Time
Spring has arrived again, and as I watch a butterfly rest on delicate blossoms, I am reminded of life’s fleeting beauty.
Not long ago, it was a mere caterpillar, inching through the world, unaware of the wings it would one day possess.
It didn’t rush the process, nor did it resist change. It simply lived, trusting that transformation would come.
I see myself on that journey. Sometimes I felt grounded, trapped in struggles, waiting for a moment of flight.
But like the butterfly, life has unfolded in its own rhythm. I have traveled, seen the world, captured its beauty, and embraced the unknown.
The butterfly’s time is brief, yet it dances through life purposefully. I, too, want to live that way — gracefully, fully, and without fear of the final flight.
And so, I dance.
©Elvie Lins 2025.
