The Ladybug made her way slowly

Down the long, curvy road,

Unable to fly any longer.

At first, she mourned the loss of her freedom

To flit above the Earth,

And play with the Wind.

But eventually, she got used to being grounded

And one day realized all she had missed

From flying above the Land.

She saw an entirely new World

And stopped here and there,

Enchanted by a fragrant flower.

Of course there were dangers,

But she had always faced danger

Even when flying.

But now…oh the beauty!

The smells!

The sounds!

Sometimes she would

Wander off the road

To rest a bit.

It was these times

She would breathe.

Really breathe.

Deeply.

In silence.

And listen

To her heart beat.

Wrapped in Wonder.

Then she would continue

On her way down the road,

Filled with Happiness.

For one more day.