Butterflies and Moths

The moth was commenting on his cousin, the butterfly: “I dance around the candle flame and you chase the flowers. Attraction is a strange thing. You will pass and fade as quickly as the open blooms wilt. I will devour garments because I am starving. Appearances are not my concern. To love is not as great as to be loved and in a cold world, I seek warmth. Your beauty does not last and I need to fly as well. Dance close to the flame, forsake the trappings of long tails and slower wings, and live longer than the butterfly.”