the
tiger striped butterfly
stretched out her wings
and
uplifted
her soul
upon
the
bright red rose
still
the
place
that
she knows

once upon a time
said i
she
was
a
little red flower
underneath
the
clear blue sky
more
beautiful
than
the
Roman Cathedral
oh
what
a
lovely lassie
said i

when
i
look
out into
the
starry mirror night
where
i
can
see the
baritone blue eyes of
the
Lord's holy light

frozen ice crystals
stick to the
barb wired fence
surrounds
the
concentration camps
let death
comes here to nest
where
you hear
the
coldest screams
at best
in broad daylight
screams that
flow through
the vents
inside
these prison walls
you
hear the screams
that flow
through
the leaves
of the naked trees
that fill
the
forest floor
when
fear closed both her eyes

something
inside of me
wants to
spread my arms out wide
like branches
with leaves
shall
make
this
forest of trees
oh lord
you
bring me
all
the
light
that
i
need

oh
lord
we
give and take
if
what
we make
thus
find
the
space
to
keep our faith
still
bring
the
scent of morning break
while
just
before
the
sparrow's wake