The hours pass like the flowers of grass The sun up and down as I wait now For a better day to come along The persuasion of the occasion Rises to my eyes who see them pass Trusting myself that I must be strong Enough to make it to then somehow Having waned I wax now like the moon To my fullness and by hope is how I know my life will get better soon Remembering me lest I forget Through the shit of the situation The detritus of disappointment To rise and soar is what I am for Not finished rising and soaring yet The rest of me is the best of me And so I will rise and soar some more Being me unconditionally Myself and I have an appointment With me now to be the rest of me Being completely seeing me free Steven Curtis Lance