The dreams I create rise from within my soul.
A flash of darkness, I dodge and drown,
But the reality lifts me on wings so high.
How can they know without understanding?
Does it matter, in the end, if they see my path?
All I know is who abides there, who is in control,
And the peace, and the love...oh, and the love.
There is power in this surrender,
And a passion which still waits to be fully released.
All is well, in this space, for it is His.