The Black Admiral

Like the merest wisp of a dream
it lifts itself effortlessly on
the barest of breezes
itself as light as a thought
swooping and swerving
performing arabesques
in an balletic performance
of sheer joyful beauty
as though it is aware that
the world of nature is
there for its dancing presence
a black-and-white butterfly
exquisitely speaking nature's
language of languid comfort
in the niche that evolution
has given it, a poem in flight
pirouetting through the forest.