That life is undecided calls rise to the fires of fear and purpose,
a chance to own the light that rises and sets,
to stone the might that holds the night in place.
   In choosing the path ahead I am committed,
To discovering the nature of my compass, seeing why and where I point.
And though forward comes no matter
to will it's shape; to bury deeply fears of strife
Driving onward in the night, with trusting clarity
When at the sight of what's to come
it becomes clear our fight is won

We truly own the light