The Unfaithful
By Ramin Arman
A
fine blossoming red rose in the community of lotuses and other
colorful spring flowers spoke to a seductively patterned butterfly.
"Oh, my lovely butterfly, come near…put my red color on your wings,
or just take me for a flight with you. Come and take deep root in
the ground and stay here like me."
The seductive butterfly told the flower, "I wish you had beautiful
wings like me so that we both could fly around together. We could
inhale fresh air and, like the singing love birds in these green
gardens, fly together."
The rose then spoke to the butterfly, "Come and take me, free me
from the prison of this ground. Take me to the high skies. I promise
to stay with you forever. I shall remain your companion until the
end of life, my dear butterfly. Come free me from my solitude, from
my sorrow of being pre-destined here.
