flight of the butterfly, rising free
Where infinity meets the human mind
There the stark reality of the unseen thoughts prevails
Time and space folding into oblivion
A glance at the eternal corners of creation’s origin
A calming moment
Sitting on a concrete bench
The stillness broken only
By the songs of the birds in the trees overhead
Sing the most glorious song
Live in the place of bright praise
Taste the heavenly light
With joy, in divinity’s days
Word of God spoken in strength
Touched by a powerful Hand
Heard by all who are open
Proclaimed over all of the land
Healing and peace now are claimed
Miracles of the Lamb’s perfect gift
Removing illusions of sickness
Erasing all thoughts of a rift
Sing the most glorious song
Sacred Word filling the ear
Claim now your place at the table
Open your heart and draw near