The Last Dance

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean

I hope you dance

I hope you never fear the mountains in the distance when you

Give faith a fighting chance

Don’t believe the lies that infiltrate your life

Don’t let hatred and fear anchor you with strife

Envision a place where your heart feels free

Believe in believing, set your soul at ease

Inhale then exhale deeply

Find the innate faith in yourself inside your giant heart

Use it to inflame the stories they sold

A puppet, a pawn, a beggar, a lost one —

They call you crazy yet monitor every laugh, every yawn

Remember when you were young and wild and free

Waking up each day was a sensational gift

Now stop with your lack of living, or squandering who you knew you could and still can be