Butterfly

Identity

There was a lovely butterfly with brightly colored wings
who flew above the flower tops, and other pretty things.

He knew that he was beautiful and that he was adored,
as he was a reflection of his majestic Lord.

One day he overheard a thought that traveled through his head
that maybe he was not so grand as everybody said.

He folded up his lovely wings, decided not to fly,
crawled beneath a maple leaf and there began to cry.

The shadows became comfortable and felt a lot like home.
he crawled around beneath the leaves where wings should never roam.

Soon he heard a voice above - another butterfly -
My friend, why are you hiding here, and what has made you cry?"

He peeked his head out and replied: "I don't know what to do.
It's easier to hide down here than fly up there with you."

The sympathetic butterfly saw he'd traveled far
and said "it looks to me like you've forgotten who you are.

Your wings were made for soaring high - remember what is real.
You'll always be a butterfly, no matter how you feel.

Come out and spread your wings again and let all creatures see
the grand reflection that you are of God's great majesty."

Feeling better from these words and knowing they were true,
he shook off all the dirt and leaves, spread his wings, and flew.