You try to save the butterfly with the minimal time you have to deal with...
You try to save it before it is gone... before you miss your chance... the opportunity...
You rip the spider's web hoping you will make it...
Ripping around the butterfly trying to save the poor soul..
Your hand is now covered in by the spider's web...
You swat it off.. trying to let yourself free...
In the end the Butterfly becomes entangled and falls to the ground...
It gets up and flaps it's wings and flies away...
You take away the spider's hapiness... ripped it and let it go away...
you destroy the remaining web that is stuck to your hand... the only remaining connection you had with it...
As you look down on your hand...
You notice a tiny bump...
Then you realize...
As you look up... and see the spider rebuilding it's web..
And catching another butterfly...
As your eyes start blackening out...
Your senses failing..
Your thoughts dissapearing...
That you have only won the battle....
But you just lost the war...

-----Opportunities are made and never taken for granted...  If you miss one, you just       
      might just lose everything.... Opportunities are made not to be missed.....-------