I am the noble white butterfly
My wings are weak
But they like sails
Catch the wind
And I soar
Into the clouds
And sunlight.
Oh blow Wind blow
Blow me back to
The flower oh so sweet
With the soft petals for my feet.The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear its sound, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes. So it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit."~John 3:8
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