He smiles at me
And my heart responds
It floats to the sky in a twinkling of an eye
Refusing to ever be earthbound
He speaks my name
And the sound of his voice dances on my ear
Like the sound of violins
Playing sweet melodious refrain
Responding to the direction of a master’s hand
He looks into my eyes
Deep within the depths of my soul he looked
And I find I have wings
Wings that take me to heights I have not imagined to attain
I am a Butterfly beautiful and free.
Well, I was wrong. On one of your recent poems I said I thought it was your best. Well- THIS one is the top on my list!There is such freedom and love of the master. This is awsome!!!
With Love,
Cindy