direction
i had no direction
till i lost my rudder
while i could still steer
my ship was without destination
aimless in my journey
thinking in my arrogance
that i knew what i was doing
knew where i was going
then i lost my rudder
i had no say on my destination
and then i lost my mast
and had no power for motion
then i lost my will and didnt care anymore
where i might go
staring blankly at an empty sea
going as the current carried me
watching other ships pass by
as aimlessly as i
and then i began to listen
to a voice i had lost long ago
god began to speak to me
to show me where i had been
that what i had done
and what i had acquired
were for my own glory
to sate my own greed
that i had no destination
when i traveled without him
that when i believed in only me
that i was bound instead of free
he led me from my vessel/ego
to walk upon the water
of lifes tossing sea
he reminded me to dream
but stay true to the beliefs that
first molded me
then he released my hand and ascended
leaving me standing on the sea
and with a last echoing voice
said
go forth and teach
until i lost my rudder
i was not truly free
