Being here now having been this far In this unusual place to be Finding myself I mind he is me His familiar face becoming clear This usual suspect that I see Though we know each other so we agree Being understood to see the good Having been this far how here we are Now to shine on like a shooting star When till we are not then we will turn What cannot be learned except for here In this unusual place to learn To hidden things revealed as they appear Seeing the good to be understood Shadows as reflected on the wall Of Plato's cave revealed as real after all +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIV