flight of the butterfly, rising free
You are…
The bird’s song each bright moment.
The bright rising sun that wakes me.
A careful and constant caress.
Strengthen my foundation
Further and deeper indeed
Dig within my heart
Plant your holy seed
Freedom rides on the darkest steed
Prices paid by sages of old
Fiery molten rocks fall from the sky
Bondage restored as the stories foretold
Chilling rain tempts the heart
Refreshed in the peace of lonely solace
New fog rising as the drops touch the coals
Choices formed in a moment of yes