Deja Vu

The rhythmic sound of the palm leaves as they clashed against themselves while the wind blew left her in awe. She sat static admiring the work of nature and scanning through the woods with her eyes for the tropical butterfly that kept interrupting her connection with the tree each time she visited the woods.

"Its branches are a source of firewood, its leaves make brooms, its stem is good wood and its fruits can lots of things be made from", she murmured between breaths trying to concentrate on her meditation but to no avail she kept searching for the delicate garden dweller. This time she was gonna be friendly, she promised.

"I feel peace being around these trees especially this palm tree and somehow I seem to connect with it". The moment those words escaped her lips, a strong feeling of deja Vu swept over her and she looked around trying to understand if she was in a trance.

While she tried to figure out what was going on, the delicate insect with iridescent blue coloring flew its way to her hands and sat on it. Its beautiful wings designed in pretty colors, not just blue, struck her and she searched her mouth for the right words to use in communicating with the pretty fella.

Belle, still unable to speak, felt hypnotized as everything she was experiencing at that moment seemed to have happened some time before.

"Have we met sometime in the past?" She asked in a rhetorical manner, aware of the fact that the insect could never give her any response.

"This feeling is strange," she said as she got to her feet, dusting the dirt on her skirt but the butterfly sat still, causing her to question herself even more.

"I'm certain this has happened before but I can't tell when or where, do you think I had a past life with you in it?" She rubbed the wings of the butterfly gently as she spoke and a smile curved on her lips.

"I think we all have had a past life and some things just replay itself just to make us remember who we really were in our past". When she made that statement, the butterfly took moved its wings as if agreeing to what she said and she threw it up in the air dancing joyfully for knowing that she once had a past life.

"You could be my pet, you know" she said to the butterfly as it returned to sit on her hands after she was done dancing.

"We'll go see my friend Lydia the sorceress tomorrow and she'll tell us more about our past lives" she planted a soft kiss on the frail insect and made for the path that led home.

The path was filled with daisies and sunflowers growing on each side. She admired nature so much and thanked her parents in her heart for getting a house surrounded by nature, a place she could run off to and hide away for a while.

"Mom will be so pissed I ran off again today to spend time with the tree" she giggled as she fondled with the rare butterfly sitting on her hand "but the good part is; dinner should be ready" she grinned and threw the butterfly up again. The air contracted with it and it made a slanted figure eight pattern with its wings, sustained in the air for a while before returning to her hands.

Belle clapped at its excellence and magnificence.

"I'll call you flutter" she said, her face beaming with smiles that she had finally made friends with the butterfly that always disturbed her meditation each time she was in the woods.

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