two rupi kaur poetry books and an inspiring walk in Kosovos mountains later, im doing a lame attempt at poetry

'Butterflies,
flying and fluttering over on another
in an infinity route, waving their wings
like they are super excited about life
wanting to spread joy and rub their frolicsomeness
at us
I don't blame them, if i was birthed by nature,
raised by nature,
and were able to make love to it,
i would feel the exact same'

- Nisa,
Hope it made you feel something, anything.