It doesnt move, it doesnt fly,
Its just out there in space.
But still, it is a butterfly,
And beautiful its face.
What could it be?
Science cant tell.
It looks so heavenly to me,
But could be worse then hell.
Or could it be a living thing,
An alien from far away.
Its glorious red-coloured wing
Looks real, must I say.
Astronomers out of their mind,
Physicians have no rest.
The church asks god to be so kind,
And tell us about our guest.
But what would all the people say
If one explained them the case?
The fragile butterfly is just a ray,
A ray of light and gas from space...
Cosmic Butterfly
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