flight of the butterfly, rising free
"She fills my whole world," he told his mother, Jan.
"She’s my beginning, middle, and ending."
Logan couldn’t contain his enthusiastic joy;
It shone very clearly in his expression.
looking in your eyes
i feel the pain of old
lost loves, lost lives
forgotten memories, untold
Peaceful calm breeze
Touches our exposed skin
Washed in great love
Flowing from deep within
Two opening hearts
Learning to love with all
Surrendering to the moments
Unafraid to take a fall
Peaceful calm breeze
Touches our open heart
Alive in holy love
We’ll never be apart