Butterflies

I think so that human life seems to butterflies
They wings blow, performing a show
Going ahead to sky
And even though the Heaven is high
Over beyond my mind; this motion fills
My eyes until they make my heart smile

But butterflies flying in their thoughts
Don’t know Who made their draws
Their wings to move and flowers to improve
This colorful world of love
Until some day, an Amazing Day
When the Sun doesn’t back no more
One body dies, somebody cries
Butterflies face it out

Fly, butterflies! But praise The Lord
Before you awake from dreaminess
I think so, but butterflies
Don’t think alike me