FADED GLORY

How beautiful to the eyes was the butterfly 
The wind lifted its wings 
And the flowers of the garden began to sing 

Who is like the butterfly in all the world 
From the state of a caterpillar, he arose
No longer subdued in the dust of the ground 

Effortlessly he flew across the face of the earth
Gliding through space in a spiritual dance 
His colors and markings, leave all minds in a trance

He had the confidence of the eagle's heart
With the vision of an owl, he mastered the dark
Until one day his reflection was seen in a glass
Pride filled his heart and his glory faded fast 

Mighty men have fallen from heavenly grace
When pride filled their hearts 
Forgetting the One that had brought them 
To that lofty place 

Remember your redeemer and the source of your strength 
It is He that sustains you 
So from pride, you must repent.

Wilford Barker.