The Butterfly

ok...in Ny city..I sit and observe the essence of life as it is on the West Side, with a view of the air ducts of the Lincoln Tunnel (which I have wonderful adventures in-soon to write about!)..seeing World Trade center...looks so close but not...on the benches down the pier, many different styles of people in their own space and world...a sax player on 1 bench..roller bladers resting...us on another...3 drag queens on another..it's like visiting a world with doors at each bench..except there are no doors behind door number 1 is "Life on bench #1)...ah..to feel the breeze of the cool ocean (Ny water air)...and the best...was when we all were on a bench of our own, laughing, talking, getting the sunrays, a butterfly (monarch???)landed on my shoulder & to the amazement of my friends who suddenly informed me quietly not to move...it stayed on my shoulder for a few moments and then decided to fly away...only in New York!!! am I at such peace within my spirit & essence that it is said "Peace within yourself will attract all kinds of good things." ...Does this mean bees also???? hahahha!