flight of the butterfly, rising free
Lead me back home
Your Spirit lives in me
Return me to grace
Your word, it sets me free
Moving past the anger
Moving through the wrath
Walking through the fire
Whilst staying on the path
I exhaled. And reveled in the sound for a time. Through closed eyes, I could still see her. The walk, the slide; she moved like an angel. If only I knew her name. I think I gasped when I opened my eyes. There she was... smiling. I smiled back.