Iron butterfly

I once beheld your splendid wings
Your life was full 
Found on the wing
Unfettered travel
You zinged
Whist all the creatures sing 

Now you wings feel the heavy iron 
From the dark furnace of your making
You are held captive by form
If you could return to the pupa to be reborn 
Oh what burdens would be lifted 

You would once again choose the sky 
For the ground is hollow 
And does not retain the songs of joyful youth 
Only jarring sounds of predators 
Come to devour 
They haunt your mind at every hour

A mind in need of rest 
And kinship 
Pressure in the deep earth forms 
Diamonds 
Such diamonds have you lost 
Not diamonds 
But souls of familiar love 
But ever earth reforms 
As the hallow earth is only the surface 

Head for the sky's again 
Their is the place to fly 
Their is the place
When the time comes to died 
In reach of heaven 
For heaven is just a dream 
But dreams build a world eternal 
Where all your diamonds are to be found a new they never left you 

Fly bird
And sing the song of my soul
A soul which has died and been 
Reborn 
Into the great conference of being 
Where all the fugue turns to a chorus