Keys

In your hand is a key
warm it has become in your grasp
becoming part of you

Yet you know it only starts
a process of changing life dreams
changing all of you

Before you is a gateway
a garden lush and full - alive
so close, so sweet

Behind you is a garden
somehow the same, somehow very different
letting go is hard

Be careful of the old sweetness
be true to the new life
use the key

Those are not your resting places
this is not you only moment
there is time

Know the truth and walk freely
look right, left, up, down
be confident in God's gift


You have already seen many gates
your keys have always been right
you know the journey

The key is not you
it's only a tool
keep it separate

Your hand is a tight fist
but you know what to do
freedom is for your hand also

The key must know the lock
the lock must know the latch
the gate is for you

Lies are forgiveness only enemy
everything is already done
except your letting go