Reflections

reflections
As the butterfly you see all her alluring flutters
Yet wait awhile
As the wings are folded to rest
And she stills herself

You’ll then recognize the earlier colors
The flutters performed
Were reflections and windows
Of her inner hues and moves

In her secret place within
She finds her lover of loves
She floats in the clearest of air
She breathes in the perfume of heaven

Surfacing
How can she not
But simply shine and glow
Ooze compassion and love
Want to sing glory and praise
Of her One that showed the way.

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