When my spirit is failing from grief
And I am buried deep in my unbelief
and I feel the sharpness of hatred within
and the despairing bitterness begins
I can recall the blue of your eyes
and feel the light wings of white butterflies
and the feel of soft feathers cushion my heart
and God's mercy lets the bitter depart
In my mind I feel your arms wrap around
and the feathers come drifting down
and I am healed by the balm of God's peace
the pain is soothed, the bitter thoughts cease
and I only dream of hope and trust
and imagine what it would be like
have your arms always around me
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