The Butterfly

See Mother Natures art

See her paintings, black and white

Behold gift of the rising sun,

The wind is a prize to be won

So fly pet of the blue clouds

… skies and the wind

Break forth from the cocoon

Hit the silky walls wide open

Fly away, you pretty butterfly

Travel farther up, up the sky

Make the wind your companion

And the great freedom your own

Shoot into the blue clouds

With much energy and pride

Up the mighty skies you belong,

So spread your creamy wings

Set sail for the unknown North

Fly, fly away and find your warmth