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Find the Butterfly (song lyrics)
by louis gander I wanted to be different, I wanted to be free, I wanted something special but I simply couldn't see - for I was blind to peace of mind. Through clouds it'd never be. How could I find the butterfly in me? How could I find the butterfly in me? On beach, so sad, I lonely was. A large, dark storm cloud said, "Your shore is all but empty and your soul is very dead." The waves crashed and soaked in the sand but truth not in my head - and blackness washed my beauty out instead, and blackness washed my beauty out instead. My footprints weren't forever and they didn't last long-term. I sought to be so happy but the sand just wasn't firm. The hint I saw had dropped my jaw - but sun could not confirm. My life was like a lowly, ugly worm. My life was like a lowly, ugly worm. I wanted to be happy and have laughs that afternoon, I wanted to be joyous too and satisfied by noon. I tried to fly high in the sky - like colorful balloons - and not confined to my dark, dead cocoon, and not confined to my dark, dead cocoon. Reality descended then down to a weathered dock. It's usefulness was gone and all its boards were stumb'ling blocks. I couldn't halt nor could I fault the waves upon heart's rock - and time flew by with ticking of the clock, and time flew by with ticking of the clock. The angry sky had thundered then. I heard the ocean's din. I couldn't see creation or the higher tide begin. I searched my mind but couldn't find - for nothing had sunk in - while ocean's truth still splashed upon my sin, while ocean's truth still splashed upon my sin. Then lost and wand'ring aimlessly, along some pine and birch - my pride had died in front of an abandoned country church. I walked inside, but couldn't hide. My soul was in the lurch - and that had ended my long journey's search, and that had ended my long journey's search. My tears flowed as a river there. I dropped down to my knees. T'was then I saw some color like the autumn's rainbow leaves. My God above sent ocean's love, His grace was as the seas - and now this butterfly floats on the breeze, and now this butterfly floats on the breeze. If you confess that you're a worm, repent in your cocoon, then God has promised all His grace and you'll become immune. And by and by, your butterfly will spread its wings and soon - will glide on rainbow leaves to sunset's moon, will glide on rainbow leaves to sunset's moon. So if you find the butterfly that's born again in you - then you, my friend, have Jesus and shall fly to Heaven too. Agape love from God above bares rainbow's brilliant hue - and brings eternal joy to pull you through, and brings eternal joy to pull you through. Copyright 2021 by louis gander. Poetry for sermons, story poems and more... If you love story poems, then you'll love ganderpoems.org / no ads, no sign-up, no tracking. Just free inspirational poetry. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |