I found a moth the other day With tattered wings in new decay Alive it was.... Flew cripplingly to my sill ... Perched ever gently by free will... so huge was it's body! ... A treat for eyes! It's welcomed presence a delightful surprise... ...... I knew it's time was short at best... bother no more I let it rest... Moth seemed to enjoy my indoor plant........ I'll throw it out! "no I shan't ..." It wants to rest. Soon it shall die!!! Honor the wish... Looking into my eye.. With head cocked slight I inched my vision close.... ...... Had I been a greatful host? The giant moth seemed to be watching me too! This wonderful creature I could never shoo... I fell asleep upon the chair... With this gift within my stare.... And dreamed of beautiful wing-ed things... Of lush forests and trickling springs... When warm cloak of sleep did lift my mind.... I stretched , arose ..... And then in kind.... Peered at the moth .... Which. did not flinch... The entire night moved not an inch!!!! Frozen in time... The moth had died ... So I gently placed the furry body aside.... Now it's a prop for some of my pics! Brought back to life with film and flix! ... Sometimes the best gifts come.... From mother nature.... - ode to dead moth