Atop a green leaf still bearing the remnants of last night's rain, a common sailor butterfly rested quietly. Its wings were perfectly spread, displaying a captivating pattern. Jet black blended beautifully with interconnected white lines, neatly arranged to create a stunningly beautiful pattern. If you look closely, the white lines resemble a poem written by nature without words.
The butterfly was neither hurried nor agitated as I approached it, even though my phone was very close to its body. Yet, it chose to remain still on the leaf. It was perfectly still. The leaf trembled gently as the breeze brushed past, yet the butterfly remained faithful and gracefully atop it. It was as if it were deliberately giving me time and space to enjoy it for a longer period.
It was simple, but I felt as if I had discovered something about that butterfly that is difficult to describe in words. The fresh green leaf provided a beautiful stage for the butterfly this morning. The butterfly and I had no prior arrangement to meet here, but nature had brought us together. Unintentionally, nature reminded me that to meet, don't have to make an appointment first.
| Link to original community |
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https://www.inaturalist.org/observations/334044721
| Latitude | Longitude | Map |
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| 4.695135 | 96.7493993 | https://www.openstreetmap.org/?mlat=4.695135&mlon=96.7493993 |
