I’ve dreamed of your freedom,
The way your arms extend,
You choose when to come and go,
And no one can tell you where to end
You cannot quench my thirst,
Not directly because you’re not an object of lust,
I’ve dreamed to go places,
And sometimes I fear your heart,
Your wrath destroys countries,
Your anger breaks down the hardest stone,
I want to know what it’s like to hold…
Beauty that makes you a tourist destination,
A voice that soothes the soul,
I want to be more like you,
Yet you’re not understood,
Father, free me from this world...
Make waves, don’t be wavy
Cause excuses make you lazy
Make your words count with precision,
Seek wise counsel for decisions,
We’re our actions, so act wisely,
Your assumptions don’t define me,
I’m a daughter of the Maker,