Shadow in the Spring

Under the willow--I see
A figure--as small as thee.
It starts to move--
But is stopped by a smooth branch.
It gazes at the flower,
At all its beautiful power.
Looking closer at the shape--
I gasp,its coming close by.
"Stay calm,dont go,"
It said barely audible.
Finally a nice view of he,
Not just a shadow in the spring
But a creature--with wings.