flight of the butterfly, rising free
Golden serenader hidden from view
Sweetest song flows from the leaves
Sung to another with golden wings
In a beautiful voice the little bird sings
i climbed the highest mountain
exhausted by the journey
i looked into the ice
reflection i saw
You heard a bell
You heard the clang
The rhythmic swells
The soul’s deep pang
A song of joy
The angels sang
Descriptive words
Another rang
Magical beats
Make the heart soar
Feeling alive
One, two, three, four