by Terence Freeman
For us to rise, we must first know what it means to fall. For us to walk, we must first know what it means to crawl. For us to shine, we must first know what is truly dull. For us to grow, we must realize the power in all. All of this for us, so we may become beautiful. We must at first know what’s below to love what’s above. We must at first be pulled before the reason to shove. We must at first know torment before we can know peace. We must at first know anger to appreciate love. All of this for us, the power to make the pain cease. We must at first be weak, to truly realize our might. We must at first know what is wrong to know what is right. We must know death in order to appreciate life. We must know the fright of night, so we run to the light. All of this for us, the reason why we suffer strife. For us to know courage, we must shove against our fears. For us to know joy, we find the reason for our tears. For us to know it, we must mature beyond our youth. For us to simply know, the reason behind our years. All of this for us, so we may come to know the truth.
Terence Freeman is new to poetry but a long-time seeker of the Spirit. His poems are a reflection of the fruits of his endeavors toward that aim. Poetry has quickly become a passion of his, filling him with joy and purpose. He wishes to share what God has with him thus far now and into the future.