Laura Strom


no more secrets do i keep.
can't hide anymore.
no lower can i go.
for there's nothing below the floor.

There's only room to rise
stretch my arms and touch the skies.
kiss the rainbows above my head.
Earth my pillow-a cloud my bed.
Look out my window and see space.
Thank God for His love and unending grace.
Give His love a chance to bloom
And rid myself of all this gloom.
My face shall shine like the sun
Because my battle is over and done.
I've gained my strength
Risen higher than the birds,
And for my dear Father
I have one word...
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