The Butterfly

The Butterfly

When I was young

I had not a care in the world

Life was leafy, life was peachy

I was young then

 

But darkness came

New seasons spun me into a cocoon

It was scary, it was teary

It was dark then

In that night time

I looked and found hope in my God

He was faithful, I was grateful

In the night time

In that cocoon

I truly discovered who I am

I could sing, I grew wings

It was a safe place

I shed my youth

A new creature gently unfolding

In a new day, with a new name

O, I am lovely

I drink new wine

Dancing flower to flower

Nectar sweet, springtime fields

Now vintage moments

In perfect time

I flutter giddy in bright colour

Joy takes to flight, O what a sight!

Perfect beauty

O what a sight!

See joy in flight!

His time is perfect!

©NnekaEdwards2010