flight of the butterfly, rising free
winter winds blow the seeds
scatter them over the lands
until they find a new home
and set down new roots
streams of sadness flow
making a way to the sea
wandering to and fro
rising tides in me
Expressing the love
of the ancient Source of peace
Tasting new hope
of the merging of two
We choose to believe
in God’s holy plan
Together as one
committed we’ll be
Alive in great bliss
we boldly proclaim
Perfected in love
His bond sets us free