Kings and Queens, why do you flap your wings?
Butterflies in droves, following a beat coming straight from the Mercy Seat.
It is true, we have lost a few of you.
With the highest honor, you are a martyr.
Still, we must move on giving Him Glory.
Murmurers abound wondering where you are going.
Whisperers say you've got to do it their way.
But a Royal Monarch knows to follow the Way that leads to Home.
Lapping up what some call weeds, the Milk is the source of their strength.
If one of these butterflies land in your land to rest a few and freely flies away unscathed after a day or two you will know your land is full of peace.
When it gets to the Living Tree, it will be sure to remember you.
Butterfly, His Great Glory!
What a journey! Time to hang out and rest until the King of Kings pays you your due.
Flap your wings and sing the New Song He put inside of you with the rest of the Royal Family,
Revelations 14 explains it much better than me.