A haibun (posted late) for DVerse. I wrote a free-verse poem instead of prose for the first part.
There is something about summer:
seeing big butterflies fluttering among
the green grass and magnificent
florescence — that makes me say
“Maybe there is true beauty,” even
if I need to watch it from inside.
Magic in nature:
unexpected happiness
held in the sunshine
revivedwriter 
Thank you for joining in. There is magic.
I see much of it from inside, too. Yesterday morning, I looked out the window to see a rabbit hopping across the street. 🙂
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Aww! ^_^
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I also posted a little late, but I am so glad this Lepidoptera flitted on down. Really all beauty is seen on the inside. A new and less worn way to say “the eye of beholder,” you show us the picture of what is inside. I also love watching butterflies and dragonflies flit in the grass, little flying diadems, this poem opens up the wonderment. Super!
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And it is Magic! Your poem actually brought this to mind
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