A Butterfly And Me Poem by Madhav Sarkunde

A caterpillar of rays
slithers on a sleeping
lake's belly, newborn ripples
gently strike on the cheeks
of its bank, just then a boy comes
there racing, strips himself
and dives in the water;
not for pearls or so
but to save a butterfly
from drowning.

Then the winged thing
flits away and scatters
Lord Buddha's message
in the world, while I sit in
an AC room and hair split
scriptures to get my name
enlisted in pedants'inventory.
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