The sameness of another day
slowly saps the heart away.
If this is you as this is me
perhaps it’s time that we were free.
Free to stand and see the dawn;
free to see the new day born.
For ‘tis with freedom comes the way
that each breath is a brand new day.
To sit, to stand, to run, to be;
in every way we can be free.
And all we need to do is live
to realise what life can give.