There is a peace in being freeA stillness I have never known
The opportunity to be
Still, silent, aware
There is confusion in being freeSo much I do know know
This isn't where I thought I'd be
Old, tired, alone
There is a grief in being free
My soul feels battered and bruised
But loss brings opportunity
Slow, sure, divine
There is a relief in being freeI can chose my own way
What I do is up to me
Whims, promptings, choice
There is stability in being freeFor my schedule is almost my own
What the future holds, I cannot see
Change, clarity, being
So soon I will be free
And I will own what's left
May I move on and clearly see
Joy, possibility, love
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