flight of the butterfly, rising free
Today I received
A most glorious gift
Freedom from anger
Sealed with a kiss
mysteries of salvation held in a dream
awakened in glory, finding new light
glorious words through the holy spirit
opened the eyes, gave vision and sight
Vibrant, voluptuous, such
brilliance in their hues
The artisans spent countless decades
improving the views
From the harsh wooden benches
brown, impersonal pews
Life shone through those windows
made everything feel new
Colored by perspective, we
walk each fateful day
Longing for each raindrop
tasted along the way
Finding what is sought
karma’s promised pay
Hues of beauty refracted
wondrous shining rays
Free Write - Lewes Library