My eyes have looked down far too long,
Fixed upon this path I trod.
I feel the pouring of the rain,
I see the loss and not the gain.
My head is bowed, my back is bent,
My song a flourish of lament.
In sureness of a soothing sorrow,
I skip today and dread tomorrow.
The past is weight I drag behind,
Chains upon my heart and mind.
And yet I tire of this ride,
This weight I want to set aside.
Today I choose a different route,
One unknown and full of doubt.
In faith I lift my tear stained eyes,
And look into this new sunrise.
I trust and hope in this new day,
And step into this brand new way.