If it is important, one will find a way
If it is not, one will seek an excuse
Clarity is sobering
Especially when it is one's self that has been defined
The fear has yet to release its hold
Although I fight against its grip
And hope to one day take that deep breath of freedom
You have inspired that hope to heights never reached
The miracle is just beyond
With love, there is patience
And joy knowing that it is right there, so close
Lend your hand, for the length of its reach is more than mine
This I ask.  My attempt to find a way.  
You are important to me.
So very much.