How do they know where to go?

Butterflies, that is, consider this:

Carefree they flutter by

Watching I wonder why

They arrive where they should;

Asa if by a plan they understood.

How do they know where to go?

They seem so dumb

Flitting by so mum!

Gliding on air with ultimate grace

All wings with not much of a face.

God created the small and weak

Butterfliers that do not speak,

To confound the big and strong

He guides butterflies to where they belong.

Oh! How much better for you and me,

If guided like the butterfly be!