Prayers For A Silver Butterfly

Soft and delicate born on the spirit of wings.

She flies with grace through heartfelt dreams.

From gardens to memories, to sweet hope she flits.

She balances precarious on blooms fragile and insecure.

The colors of her palette are brilliant; her passion is sure.

Yet ever watchful are her soft and tender eyes.

For all about the garden of hope dark predators fly.

Therefore Lord it is unto thee that this supplication is made.

Keep your loving hand on her for her debts by you have been paid.

Grace her now with blooms of peace; grant unto her a garden of love.

This is my prayer oh Lord; this is my cry.

So bring now your peace from heaven above.

So that in surety this delicate little butterfly

may fly over the walls and into the gardens of joy to forever abide.

J. Allen Wilson © 1/17/2009