Confessions: I Want to Live

Though we inhabit sorrow, pain, and toil, Oppressed by things we think we should do well, I want to rest, hunger, thirst, and wander And need and wonder and not be alone. Though we walk through loneliness and shadow And fight these broken battles in our brains, I want to try and touch and go and see And breath and taste and make and come to know. Though fear seizes the heart and shakes the mind Strangling the light and breathing in despair, I want to glimpse the sacredness of life And be surprised by music and by truth. Though death whispers to us it's false relief And sometimes drives all other thoughts away, I want to hold your hand and not let go And talk and choose and feel and live...with you. Contents § Next