You Make Me A Butterfly

This moment.
I feel like a butterfly.
I'm finally waking up.
I'm breaking out.
I'm seeing the world.
And I think I'm almost ready to fly.

I'm still learning, and I always will be.
Will You watch over me?
These wings alone cannot carry me.
Hold me up and don't let me go.
I trust You.
Because I know You will fly with me.

I have the urge to take off.
I can already see myself soaring.
But tell me if that's a dream.
Tell me when I'm getting too ahead of myself.
Because I'm still looking for direction.
And I don't know which way I'm supposed to go.

You're the only one who can show me the right way.
You've flown this way before.
You know the burdens I will have on this back.
You do.
Because You've carried them before.

Sometimes I still feel like a worm.
My heart is still ugly.
And I don't always live like I've been born again.

Sometimes I still think like a worm,
and try to do things the way I used to.

And I fail.
I do.
Because I realize I'm living backwards.
I'm messing up and rewinding when I should be moving forward.

My spirit is strong.
My desire is unwaivering.
My mind and heart are filled with hope and with love.
And my very being, overflowing with passion and determination!

But oh, my wings are not ready.
All I need is one push.

I need someone to hold me.
And guide me.
And protect me.

And now I know...
All I really need, is

You.

Because You are beautiful.
You.

Make my heart beautiful.
Then, I can fly.

When You are with me, I can soar.
And I will have no fear.
Because I cannot fall from your arms.

You give me wings and help me fly.
You overwhelm me.
I am Yours.

And though I will always still have a little worm in me.
You make me a butterfly.