Butterfly

Friday, as I was making my way toward our English 108 class, a splash of red in the carpet of green grass caught my eye. I had some time so I made my way over to it. It turned out to be a monarch butterfly. I was quite puzzled because the butterfly didn't fly away when I approached. It even let me put my finger under it to make it crawl up onto my hand. I believe that it was just far too windy for it to fly that day. It desperately clung to my finger as I walked along and I tried to shield it from the gusts. I reached a ginkgo tree and decided to leave the butterfly on it so that no one would step on it. I wanted to take it with me but I was afraid that it would try to fly away once we were inside and out of the wind. Before I put it on the tree I took a close look at it. The sheer complexity of this small life form was awe inspiring. This is the reason I started with entomology in the first place. Something that is so seemingly delicate can fly so far. The Monarch butterfly is known to fly over 2000 miles in its migration between Canada and Mexico. Some have been know to fly even to Hawaii and Eastern Australia. As I looked at the tiny creature, perfectly designed for what it had to do, I could see the hand of God in its creation.