Just as a delicate chrysalis changes in form,
We too frequently modify our lives becoming reborn,
Both having a fragile start in life to live & ponder,
Eventually turning into God's works of wonder;
And like a butterfly gains it's strength & wings,
We too evolve with time bursting with effervesence... where our hearts can sing,
Not to be fooled on sight by our elusive beauty,
God helps us through life's many storms; so we can perform our purpose & duty;
While nature beckons us to begin a new journey through this garden of
life,
Then it's time to spread our wings & take flight.
Spiritsong
Jan.13/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem