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Warren-Johnson May 2017
How we trade passions throws for securities, and build fortresses around our hearts, losing a little of ourselves each bit

Like the way she made your soul smile with butterfly tingles in courtship.

Don't flutterbye butterfly

When last did you take in the awe of a garden, the snapdragon flowers , or with its boastful song the vibrant colors of the beautiful songbird.

Don't flutterbye butterfly

Like going to a safari park and being so disappointed for not seeing the lion and it's **** but seeing the hundreds of swallows nesting in the wall of a riverbank, or the sheer beauty of the flycatchers and bee-eaters.

Don't flutterbye butterfly

How we forget to live and love it all! Why else would God have given it all to us! How much less do we give of ourselves by not looking at life as love! Love cause God gave it all to us in love!

Don't flutterbye butterfly
Drink it's sweet nectar

          Life yeah
megan hazel Apr 2016
In that moment, her face is so close to mine.
She’s talking, and she’s talking, in a softer than native tongue,
and though I understand, I am not listening.
I’m preoccupied,
slowly watching the last of my oxygen float away,
brushing across my cheek until slowly,
it drifts to the surface of her eyes, surrounded by blue, and an inklike iris.
below these puddles on her face was milky skin,
dotted with molecular shades of auburn spilled across cheeks, and a nose crinkled in laughter, spilling from the curve of slightly chapped lips
Hair the yellow-white of flutterbye roses laced between her fingertips in brief waves, rolling past her shoulders and resting softly by her side.
But this is all but a moment, worded as a stare
a moment unobserved, and unrequited by the girl who for an instant took away my air
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ideas for a title escaped me, but here you go i guess.
SøułSurvivør Feb 2022
🦋🦋🦋

what is a human
in fallen state?
i was a grub
i won't debate!
no, i was of
quite low estate
heading for
an awful fate!
but Jesus in me
made me great!

🐛🐛🐛

i felt a twinge
i felt an itch
the urge for growth
inside did twitch
i had to morph
i turned the switch

🦋🦋🦋

i changed inside
of my cocoon
but only after
the worm's doom
i split my skin
to make the room
it was painful
i met my tomb
but i knew joy
was coming soon!

🦋🦋🦋

joy!
my butterfly
spread her wings!
we'd encountered
painful things
sometimes the hurt
still clutches - clings
but the Spirit
Jesus brings
and so my soul
with dancing

SINGS!


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage
(C) 9/11/2016

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