I Did Not Die (Butterfly Vision)

I drempt I was a butterfly In a hurricane; The world was the storm, I just wanted to fly... The wind controlled But could not contain me For I would not quit - Trees and mountains moved All was tattered and torn From the earth's core To the surface of the moon... Still I would not quit, My desire to live, too deep My heart too sure, too strong... For years the savage storm raged On and on... My wings bent and nearly broken The suns light gave out, ceasing to shine Black smoke hid the sky In that tremulous passing time... And yet, I refused to die. Houses crashed Hearts broke Indeed, life itself did churn and choke, All so very lost, For those who count such cost... But, not I; No, I refused to die! My spirit too strong My dear dream drempt for so long, I would not stop My hope I could not drop I flew steadily on, My goal the Western horizon Where the sun sets bright And the winds find calm In the night... and now, The storm has gone The dusk so clear The stars of vision draw ever near Beckon hope's true dawn, Sunrise is assured. Dreams finally realized, I kept my dream I would not let it go, I did not die. Now, forever freely May I fly... I am the air The wind The sky! On my wings shines the sun, Says it to me: ' Welcome home Little butterfly, well done. You never sold your dream, so now Freedom and lasting love Are forever yours, Never again Will your wings be broken or torn, By any storm. ' From thus dream I did there awake, With a feeling light as air That nothing has been able to shake. Now when things around get crazy And my mind, like my heart Feels so hurt, its purpose rather hazy, I close my eyes... and let my soul go To that far, inner place, where once again, I am the butterfly Whom shall never ever die.