Safe And Sound

She fluttered and floated effortlessly in the sky, in and out of the trees she darted, coasting, soaring, till I could no longer follow her path.

I wondered if that was intentional, if she needed some time to be, just a butterfly. Maybe she was hiding from me, playing an elusive game of hide and seek, where I am always the seeker, and she is always the beautiful prize to find.