Butterfly Dance of Solitude

A solitary butterfly,
afloat upon sunbeams so bright,
Glistening in the morning's dew,
its wings take on a sight.
A fragile creature,
yet so free,
it dances through the air,
Basking in the warmth of the sun,
not a care to spare.

Its beauty,
unmatched and rare,
shines like a jewel in the light,
Captivating all who see,
a symbol of flight,

The world around it filled with life,
but this butterfly alone,
In its simplicity,
it thrives,
without a throne.

Oh, how I envy its grace,
its freedom from disdain,
For even in the loneliest place,
it finds joy unaffected by pain.