I sit in the shade When I am afraid Before I begin But after I win Then when love has won I stand in the sun Living it up and down I die The lotus unfolds and so do I And it would be fine if this line of mine Should spring like spring if it could bring Us to the presence of the divine One to the other sing two into spring I see no reason Not to this season After winter when We always dreamed then Before we two would be who Stand in the sun again So this line of mine and another or two This springing thing bringing spring singing for you +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXII