“Repeat after me. Be still.”
If butterflies rein, then I worship their dashes
If clouds will rain, then I worship their splashes
A poor silent phoenix can’t feel its gashes
So with a butterfly sword, time rehashes (itself)
Obtuse remainder of ignorance flashes
I drape the veil over my flutter-by lashes
Melted & melded & molding crashes
Illusion of self reduced to ashes
“Be still & know that I am God
Be still & know that I am
Be still & know
Be still
Be.”
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
