In a world of doubts and shadows deep,
Where self-love seems a distant leap,
Butterflies flutter, their wings aglow,
Piercing through darkness, a radiant show.
When you can't love yourself, my dear,
Let the butterflies draw you near.
For they carry love on fragile wings,
Igniting hope that your heart sings.
In their delicate dance, they'll teach you grace,
And show you the beauty within your own space.
Their vibrant hues, a palette so bright,
Reflect the colors that hide from your sight.
When you feel lost in the depths of despair,
Remember, dear one, they too were once there.
Transformed from a caterpillar's plight,
They emerged from darkness, embraced the light.
They whisper softly, "You're worthy, it's true,
Embrace your essence, the unique in you."
For in their flight, they mirror your soul,
A reminder that love can make you whole.
When you can't love yourself, let them be,
Your guides through the storm, setting you free.
The love you seek, it resides within,
Like a hidden gem, eager to begin.
So open your heart, let the butterflies in,
Embrace their presence, let the healing begin.
For in their delicate dance, you'll find,
Love's reflection, gentle and kind.
With time and patience, you'll come to see,
The love that blossoms, setting you free.
And as you learn to love those wings so bright,
You'll find the strength to love your own light.
