Butterflies in front of my eyes
All the time these days
They're still chasing the rays
Lost nowadays
Sentinels for
Silence and more
But I keep my line
My own space and time
My rhythm my rhyme
I'm grounded again can you hear me
Grounded again are you near me
These wings are tired and won't fly
But I'll try, I wish you were nearby
You gave me your depth, staid the rain
You gave me your breath, staid the pain
You gave your depth, restarred the stars
When you spoke of
Of a sun that would shine
All the time that day
New moons, northern lights
Mistletoe, of twilight
Of Snowflakes on clear nights
You gave me your line
Your own space and time
Your rhythm, your rhyme