Though years often bring tears
And unmatched fears,
For every season,
There is a rhyme or reason
Every mountain offers a different view
Another chance to experience facet of you
In every valley of pain
There is a chance for gain.
Like a tapestry,
Is woven intricately
From the hardships we must endure,
We can create a purposeful future
In order to walk into today,
We have to throw the past away
With a newness of mind
Peace will be ours to find
You can begin again
There is always a second wind.
God has given us the key to the door
When we open the door
We can walk into the future
Feeling secure
The past
Is often fragile as glass
It can make us
Or break us in two
It's all up to you
It's time to forget,
Forget the regrets,
The heartaches,
The mistakes of the past.
The past is the past.
It has to be left behind
For there to be a renewing of mind.
The failures and missed opportunities,
The doubts that have kept you from being free,
Cast them into the depths of the sea.
Only then can you fly free.
Delicate butterfly,
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Spread your wings and fly.
Fly,
Fly,
Spread your wings and fly.
Copyright P. Newman-Harris