“You could sell those”
a familiar phrase
then watch my passion
turn to drudgery
as I turn out clones of my art
for a few shekels in my pocket
or I could continue to create butterflies
just for the joy of watching them fly
setting them free
without attachment
savoring the delight
as they land
in another’s hands
Illustration courtesy Pixabay
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