How can I not enthuse life, as long as the sun rises, another flower to enjoy, butterflies flutter by, a hand to touch, another moon to smile back at
~K. D’Angelo
The butterfly flits from bloom to bloom, as not to miss one fragrant plume. In her sight exists no garden finale, only paradise of flowered hill and valley
~K. D’Angelo
Winter & summer waltz, blossoms fall & spring, snowflakes & butterflies exalt, as seasons of Love do sing
~K. D’Angelo
I visualized all her sadness, pain and suffering as a faint and thinning chrysalis, dark and crumbling away into the nothingness from which it came. Then I saw emerging from the dust, a beautiful illuminated Soul, a pure spark of Love from the Creator’s mind, a graceful white butterfly serenely returning home
~K. D’Angelo
To deny love is to shoe a butterfly from your garden
~K. D’Angelo
Each Flower must know the soil, every Butterfly the earth toil
~ K. D’Angelo