At first, he was indignant. Couldnt she see that he was deep in thought, that he was contemplating serious matters? But she seemed oblivious, and every time he breathed, she would float up in the air and then gently return, caressing his nose with her velvet-soft wings. Then he'd breathe again, and up she'd go, and then gently she'd come back.
This became like a meditation for the crocodile, and the energy changed completely. He was mesmerized by the butterflys beauty and softness, and the energy of love began to grow between them. A happiness spread through his being. He was no longer a crocodile, and she was no longer a butterfly. They were one, in the union of love.
When humanity puts away its differences and comes back to the perfection of union, we will experience harmony and peace on this planet. But first, it must begin with our own hearts.
The ideal world is found within. There is nothing to change outside - we need only to heal ourselves.