For over two decades now,
I have wondered,
What makes the butterfly a bird?
Wings to fly? Maybe!
But birds sing songs,
Some sweet, some sour, some strange,
I wonder what song,
A butterfly would sing, if it could!
I wonder too,
When separated from the flowers,
Does it hear the song we sing?
Does it remember the song? !
I remember one I heard since childhood,
A song both bitter and sweet,
Like the bitter-leaf,
Like my life, I guess!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem