The butterfly....

Behind the butterfly I ran,
Thinking that catch it I can...
Closer I went,
As as I bent...
And before I knew,
The farther it flew....
I ran and I ran behind,
I can! thinking so in my mind...

But then I sat,
Giving the world a spat...
I reclined below in fatigue,
Lo! I see the butterfly in intrigue...
Through the leaves and through the gap,
It came and sat on my lap!!!

- Chi

This poem is not a depiction of an event, for me it is more than just that. It reflects the state of mind and our achievements. Typically there are thousands of things that I want to get in life, I run behind them restlessly, and not focusing on any one of them completely...
But the paradox of life is even the most complex of things can be achieved with a calm state of mind, a clear and un-perturbed mind. Its by sitting on a particular thing that we are able to achieve success in it... There are numerous interpretations that we can take from this poem... this one appealed me the most so here I jot it down.