The reason

There is a reason for each season

There is a coming of the light

But there are also years of darkness

Where reasons lie fallow

There is sometimes a wasteland

We have to cross

To find the truth of us

There is sometimes a truth too painful to face

If we fear disgrace

And live by the unreal rules

Others dictate

And maybe our meaning resides

In very deep waters

But last night in dreams I played

Amongst the shallows

For you see this ocean

Is now a part of me

And I am the solution

There is no freedom found by running

We run until we can run no more

And finally face the truth

What we are running from

Will never stop seeking us

Until we say Yes to the season

And fully surrender

To find the meaning