Have you ever waltzed with the bees
Have you ever sung to the trees
Have you ever walked where footsteps never tread
Have you ever watched a sunrise from bed..
Have you seen all those flying butterflies
Colors spring they avert your vivid eyes
Have you heard them breathe on those flowers they kiss
with a whisper that is taken far by winds..
My Garden that sits atop
Far above the mountains peak they adopt
Passing clouds and rainbows that display above
A paradise that many fail to see..
An angel appears with her lark
Accompanied by flutes, trumpets and harp
In that garden of peace
where butterflies roam free
I believe they represent "He"
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