Freedom

Oh Freedom
You are Love like none other
Like bread to the starving
Like life to the dying
Like all that is good in this broken place

How I love the way that you hold my hand
How you embrace
How you give me want to roam your land
How your wind touches my face

I feel as if I'm floating over an abyss
Looking into obliteration
Not feeling damnation but, instead,
That most wondrous sense of
Satisfaction

Why is it that You give me hope when I don't deserve such luxury?