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Butterfly

by Kris & Lark

Wistful melodies, harmonies and rhythms inter-playing between harp and recorder bring images of a butterfly fluttering in the breeze.
Genre: New Age: Contemporary Instrumental
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Kris Bowerman - tenor recorder
Lark Bowerman - Celtic harp

This piece of music was composed by repeated improvisations that came together into form over time.

BUTTERFLY’S GIFT

Translucent, apple-green, dotted with gold, a perfect jewelled chrysalis hangs so elegantly from the low-hanging branch of a Mimosa. Enchanted with its beauty, wide eyed, the child breaks off the branch.

Perhaps the most extraordinary treasure she has ever possessed, she carries the chrysalis home. There, so carefully, she places it on the window ledge in anticipation of the magical moment when the butterfly will emerge.

The days pass. She waits. Nothing happens.

She waits yet another week. Slowly the chrysalis loses it’s translucent sheen, its gold and green. Black spots begin to form on it. The beauty vanishes. The life is gone…

Heartbroken, she carries the branch outside and places it on the earth, quietly crying.

Years pass…

She’s now a grown woman. Her life is busy but she finds time to walk. Traveling along a trail in the woods one day she pauses for a moment to rest near a sapling tree by a babbling brook. She makes herself comfortable on a cool rock when suddenly… there it is again! That translucent, apple-green chrysalis dotted with gold, hanging so elegantly from a slim branch.

But this time she knows. She studies the cocoon carefully, making a note of its exact location before continuing on her way. She goes back home but at every opportunity finds her way back along the trail to observe the progress of the chrysalis.

Slowly it begins to turn clear in color and she can begin to see the Monarch Butterfly’s form inside. And finally after four weeks, knowing it would soon emerge, she arrives, panting just in time to see its first movements.

By now she has learned that to help a Butterfly come out of its cocoon means to weaken it so it can never fly. So she sits very still watching it slowly emerge. Soon it stands on its wobbly new legs, slowly fanning its still wet wings to dry them.

She waits and waits patiently, spellbound…

Finally… the butterfly spreads its brilliant, magnificent, colourful wings, dancing freely away into the air to sip and enjoy the nectar of the splendid Milkweed flowers growing along the stream’s edge. She muses on their beautiful exchange — the Butterfly, receiving sweet nectar, and in return giving the plants the gift of pollination and seed bearing.

Feeling light as air, herself she dances her way back along the woodland trail… free as a Butterfly.

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