I search for a hold
Some way to enter the light
What's this?
I have found a hold!
A single rung on the ladder
I begin to climb
The air is getting clearer
The light brighter
Finally
after all these years
I escape my murky prison
Of despair
As I emerge into the daylight
My spirit soars
After all these years
I AM FREE
12 June 1999
�Daniel J. Schintz