"Let there be light."

So many dreams,

that scream,

it seems,

Of life to be better,

hopes that fly higher...

I'm told there's a hand,

all is done by command.

Yet,

still I worry.

Still

I wonder.

One wrong step

and the ground disappears

Into a pool of a million tears.

I know.

I've been there before.

A desperate task to get back to shore.

Not a grain of longing to be there again.

Why can't I see what is held out to me?

Why do I cling to bonds that aren't there?

I take a deep breath,

Stretch my arms to the sky,

Close my eyes

And dream of how high I can fly.

I'm told there's a hand,

all is done by command.

No more will I worry.

Just wonder.

And stand.