Free

Hollow and alone
No feeling nor thought
Except fear somehow
Dread of the unknown
I asked a friend what
Was left to me now
She told me to do
What I had not done
Though there is no new
Thing under the sun
All things are new for
One undone before

I knew she was right
I needed to know
If I could do more
I needed to go
Outside into light
Perhaps to arrive
Where once I had been
To come out alive
Not hide in between
Living and dying
She said to believe
It was worth trying

I needed to find
A sense of release
A sense that my mind
Could find its own peace
And by believing
This I would receive
The measure of grace
One finds achieving
A purpose a place
For better or worse
For good or for ill
In the universe

To do as I will

It is up to me
If I am to be

Free

+Steven Curtis Lance



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