flight of the butterfly, rising free
To reach into the dark realms
And pull out the eternal wisdom
To step into the memories
Of the ancient builders of time
Petals opening new
Gentle folds of warmth
Offering of your gifts
Burning flame of two
if i live according to the belief
that i create what i fear
i will live in fear
of the things i fear
better to realize
that i create what i love
that i love what i create
that i sow what i reap
and reap what i sow
the world influences me
i influence the world
i love the world
the world loves me
it's a wonderful, beautiful circle
all that silly stuff outside the circle of love
fear, drama, anger, bitterness, smallness
does not exist in my world
i create
what i love
what i dwell upon
what i am