Floating through the air.
When I beheld their beauty,
I knew God made this pair.
Such tiny little bodies,
Holding up their wings.
Only God Almighty,
Could make such precious things.
Yes, it was God who made them both,
And God who set them free.
He did the same with all mankind,
Including you and me.
Butterflies don't have a choice,
No path that they must choose.
They just fulfill the Lord's intent,
They cannot win or lose.
But life for us is different,
It isn't quite the same.
For we can turn our backs on God,
And play the devil's game.
But if we choose the devil's path,
The cost is much too high.
For Satan will destroy our lives,
Then laugh the day we die.
I am one who's made my choice,
I will not play the game.
I will serve the Lord each day,
And glorify His name.
Since the day I made that choice,
I've seen life differently.
For now I see the things of God,
The things He's done for me.
He's given me the breath of life,
Put sight into my eyes.
And when He wants to see my smile,
He shows me butterflies.
Thank You Lord.
by Chick Velasco
DropnHook@aol.com
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for granting me permission to use his poetry on my website.
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