Like the butterfly
I find
I can no longer stay behind
the self-made walls
of my own apprehensive fears,
behind the crust of my old cocoon.
Because of Him I am free
to break through the walls that once were me
and to soar into
God’s dimension
Oh, by the way, from one butterfly to another: Would you like to go
flying with me this afternoon?
I find
I can no longer stay behind
the self-made walls
of my own apprehensive fears,
behind the crust of my old cocoon.
Because of Him I am free
to break through the walls that once were me
and to soar into
God’s dimension
Oh, by the way, from one butterfly to another: Would you like to go
flying with me this afternoon?
