A Narrow Door

As winds of change begin to blow

At times when spirit's running low

For all you've done nothing to show

By holding on a little longer ....

We find the fire makes us stronger

And through it all we learn endurance is the key to our proficiency,

with faith the only way to survive another day .

If it's true that tribulation worketh patience,

then I should be a patient man but patient is not what I am

Now questioning the terms of my existence no anchor here to steady me .

Alone I face a raging sea

For everyone there's a specific point in time

where physical improvement changes to decline

Although I can't recall that moment it was long before today

and still I haven't said the things I need to say .

To turn from anger and temptation is just a distant memory

when confronted by reality

And Jonah like denying my salvation

I struggle with myself each day while precious hours slip away .

In an age of kings and drones there's no denying,

freedom is a narrow door which can't be promised anymore

Still destined to forever keep on trying

I crave tomorrow's rising sun another chapter just begun .

I know there is a reason for why this world is such

That an honest man gets taken and the wicked get so much

I know there is a reason for losses we acquire

And if the fire is what purifies I'll stand this trial by fire .

At times when spirit's running low.

For all you've done nothing to show.

Triumph is never letting go