Pure

You're as pure as the song bird
flying through the breeze,
as sacred as the butterfly
opening her wings.

You're a presence of wonder
opening to God,
as you are the light inside of you
that shimmers on water's edge.

You were made in heaven
and this will always be known,
and all that has crumbled
is simply a story you've been told.

You are grace-filled and present
inside of your heart,
where you see the truth of Us
and know we will not part.

You're the sunlight on the waters
of the beauty of your soul,
you're the daisy in the summer fields
where only truth is told.

All this we bequeath to you
so that you will know
you walk in heaven inside of you
where this truth has come to grow

in the sacredness of your own heart.