La mariposa volotea
y arde — con el sol — a veces
“The butterfly flutters
And burns – with the sun – sometimes”
(from “La mariposa de Otoño” – The Autumn Butterfly – by Pablo Neruda)
Every year they come to Michoacán, filling the wide, open space of the space between earth and above with blood-red color. Las mariposas. They arrive each October, thousands of them tinting the sky with their delicate wings, as fierce dry winds blow down from the mountains, the red dirt swirling up like demons in a frenzy.