I Am
imagin a place where
open opens
start starts
begin begins
spin spins
stop stops
knowing knows
growing grows
ending ends
imagin having touched
the very being of God
where mystery is no mystery
it is only a journey
from the beginning to the end
and infinity ask the questions
which have already been answered
as gods, what do we do then?
give chance a chance
violence freedom to roam
choices now are chosen
but a little less from the Throne
and Freedom was born
Freedom was like a son to God
he brought him his greatest joy
Freedom told stories of gladness
that filled an empty voids
Freedom made God a mystery
and hid his angry face
when ever Freedom was around
all God was was grace
one day God asked Freedom
when will all this end
Freedom looked perplexed
and did'nt know where to begin
God looked at Freedom
and told him his glorious plan
my son, i'm going to create a world
and Freedom will never end
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