I'm Free: A Poem
I am hurting, I am yearning,
For the life You've set before me,
I am looking, back behind me,
To the past that's let me go.
You are seeking, for my fingers,
A hand that's turned so selfishly,
From the heavens You belong to,
To this fragile world that will fade away.
Help me, God, to focus on You,
The One that's wholly set me free,
Instead of these heavy chains that bind me,
Chains that refuse to let me be.