The Butterfly ...
The ancient Greek word for "butterfly" is ψυχή,
which primarily means "soul" or "mind".
Psychy is a former mortal woman and goddess of the soul in Greek mythology.
A princess of outstanding beauty who aroused Venus' jealousy and Cupid's love.
She became the wife of Eros and the mother of Hedone (Ηδονή).
She is always pictured with butterfly wings.
… and the Eagle
Eagles have one characteristic.
Birds of prey look back over their shoulders before or after striking prey;
predation is after all a two-edged sword.
All hawks seem to have this habit.
Not the Eagle.
But then again "Everything affects …. everything”
... the Butterfly effect
Butterfly I am dancing on my own
High in the sky alone I roam
Colored flowers lost their crown
Hold on and give me one more chance
Wild night in a cold winter’s romance
Hold my hand and let my heart sing
Become my immortal princess
Hidden roses on a butterfly wing
Be my world not my judge
It was you who made the beggar, king
Butterfly, flap your wing in my heart of pain
In my troubled mind you will make it rain
I know it is time you fear
The fog so close, demons are near
The eagle is living on borrowed time
Butterfly in the fog
Time is on your side, fate an endless talk
The Eagle lost high inside this cloud
Running against this aimless crowd
The eagle has fallen
let the heroes cry, Tears in their pride
The eagle has fallen
Into his lonely scream, Butterfly in his dream
Searching for truth to dare
The horizon is verified, no lies where there
Transparent your colors come spring
Hold my hand and let the dance begin
Tired dreams under the butterfly wing
The Eagle has no time to spare
The Butterflies beauty beyond compare
Sweet summer rain on her auburn hair
You are the mother of pleasure
Your heart hides unsolved treasure
Angel will always claim “my Schmeterling”
In cold times she will warm your wing
Fearless give pleasure and move their soul
tranquility arises from this, whispers in my soul
Words come out wrong, so I have to say it in a song
The butterfly searches for beauty
Predators on the flower, a daily duty
Your journey still short
Fly eagle fly, fly there comes the lord
Fly up you never be wiser just older
The eagle never looks back, life just got colder
Let me rest here at your side, spread my wings wide
seize the day, the eagle has fallen prey
Eagle you will never taste that nectar
Far have you travelled, fly eagle fly
close your eyes in the sky, Fly eagle fly