They had discovered a monarch butterfly, and now chased it around, jumping up and down. I shook my head. The quiet moth that lay beside me was far more beautiful than the playful butterfly. Once you got up close and personal with a butterfly, it actually looked ugly. They have gaping black maws, long curling tongues that always seem to be stuck out, and they are bald, cold, and shining black.
Moths are different.
They have warm sandy eyes, soft wings and fur, and a mysticism about them. Their faces bear a strong resemblance to those of fruit bats. To this day, I have felt nothing softer than a moth s wings- not silk, satin, or the ears of a rabbit. I once stayed still for an hour, gazing into the eyes of a moth. I smiled again, turning back to the children.