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The Dancing Flower Petals

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There was once a girl running through the fields gathering flowers. She ran through the meadows until her hands were filled with flower petals. After she had filled her arms with flower petals, she decided to show them to the grandmothers and grandfathers of the village.

She took the flower petals back to the village. She took them to the old women, the grandmothers. The grandmothers smelled the flower petals and looked at all the different colors.  They remembered when they were little, running through the fields, gathering flower petals.

Then she took the flower petals to the old men, the grandfathers. The grandfathers smelled the flower petals and looked at all the different colors. They remembered when they were little, running in the fields, gathering flower petals.

After showing them to all the grandmothers and grandfathers, she took the flower petals to her mother and father. As her parents smelled the flower petals and looked at all the different colors, they remembered when they were little, running through the fields, gathering flower petals.

After she had shown the flowers to everyone in the village, she ran back to the meadow and when she got there the sun was just starting to set behind the mountains.  The clouds were orange, red, and yellow, all the way to the green base of the mountains.  She felt the beauty of the flower petals as they came dancing down – orange, red, yellow – all the colors of the beautiful sunset.  The little girl saw the flower petals come dancing down, and she felt the beauty of the Great One so strongly in her heart that she said: “For you, Great One if only the flower petals could always dance like this!”

The Great One saw the flowers and the orange, red, and yellow petals dancing in the sunset. Hearing the sincerity of the girl’s heart, the Great One changed each one of the flower petals into a beautiful butterfly. And that is how butterflies came to be in the world.