What’s trapped inside and what may spew out

We’re making it up, we’re forever in doubt

There are no shared manuals from which to take

God willing none of us will make that big mistake

Does life have focus, a call, a purpose?

What is about me versus every one of us?

And when you are not seen, falling to the ground

How do you know . . . will you be found?

We each have a history, some baggage, a cast

Can we ever truly outrun our past?

It will catch us up, make us who we are

Nursing us eventually to our joint north star

And if you are lost, the dark crashing through

Try to believe there will be morning dew

Because there is faith, there is hope, there is love

Showered with grace, gifted down from above

So please do not feel that you are anonymous

Your gifts and your beauty, they’re right here in front of us

I declare from now on, sure as I’m on borrowed ground

You will never be lost, please know . . . you will be found