r/Art – Butterflies, me
If nothing ever changed, there would be no such thing as butterflies. —Wendy Mass
INVOCATION
Spirit, grace us with your perfect presence.
SONG OF HOPE
EPIPHANY
“Hope” is the Thing with Feathers by Emily Dickinson
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops - at all
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm
I’ve heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest Sea
Yet - never - in Extremity
It asked a crumb - of me.
BENEDICTION
May you sing in harmonized rounds hope with the Spirit.
That portrait is exquisite Marcie!
Loved the song so much! Thank you!