The Whispering Wings



Macjohn Ekwealor


 


Copyright 2023 by Macjohn Ekwealor



Photo by Joshua J. Cotten on Unsplash
Photo by Joshua J. Cotten on Unsplash

I am an aspiring writer from Anambra, Nigeria. I have always been fascinated by the diverse wildlife in our country, and I am excited to share my encounter with one of Nigeria's most beautiful creatures.

It was a warm, sunny afternoon in the heart of Nigeria's rainy season. The air was thick with humidity, and the vibrant green foliage seemed to come alive with the sound of birdsong and the rustling of leaves. I had decided to take a break from the bustling city life of Onitsha and spend some time in the serene countryside, exploring the wonders of nature.

As I walked along a narrow dirt path, I noticed a peculiar fluttering sound coming from a nearby bush. Curiosity piqued, I approached the source of the noise, only to find a stunning sight: a group of brightly colored butterflies, their wings adorned with intricate patterns and vivid hues. They were unlike any I had ever seen before, and I couldn't help but be captivated by their beauty.

I watched in awe as the butterflies danced gracefully through the air, their delicate wings whispering as they flitted from flower to flower. It was as if they were performing a ballet, each movement perfectly synchronized with the next. I felt a sense of peace and tranquility wash over me, and I couldn't help but smile at the simple beauty of the scene before me.

As I continued to observe the butterflies, I noticed that one of them seemed to be struggling. Its wings appeared to be damaged, and it was unable to keep up with the others. My heart ached for the injured creature, and I knew I had to help it.

Carefully, I extended my hand towards the butterfly, hoping it would trust me enough to climb onto my finger. To my surprise, it did just that, its tiny legs gripping my skin as it rested on my outstretched hand. I could feel the gentle beat of its wings against my palm, and I marveled at the resilience of such a fragile being.

I carried the butterfly to a nearby patch of flowers, where I hoped it would be able to find the nourishment it needed to regain its strength. As I placed it gently on a vibrant blossom, I whispered a silent prayer for its recovery and continued on my way, feeling a newfound sense of connection to the world around me.

That day, I learned a valuable lesson about the power of compassion and the importance of taking the time to appreciate the beauty in our world. The encounter with the butterflies left a lasting impression on me, and I will forever cherish the memory of the whispering wings. 


MacJohn Ekwealor is an aspiring writer from Anambra, Nigeria. He has always been passionate about storytelling and has a deep love for the natural world. Although he has not yet been published, he hopes to one day share his stories with a wider audience. MacJohn currently resides in Akwa-Ibom, where he continues to explore the wonders of Nigeria's diverse wildlife.




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