Musings on another mountain

I found myself on another mountain and some words came to mind. Seems I love poetry more than I expected.

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A final untruth was given to bare
Freedom given from a possible bind
Now has spoken what needed to hear
My gift of grace and peace of mind

The present is what it now must be
Tomorrow is a future yet unseen
Liberty given from a pressure of old
Now can be what is meant to be

Finally I understand my mind divine
The friction caused between him and I
A past that could never be told goodbye
The present unhidden from my blessed eye

A future predicted over a present cry
Prayers answered for lonely hearts
Darkness revealed so it can heal
Not to run and hide from what can feel

The favour of love that was given
Then misused and now mistaken
Power greater than what was known
A past of pain not yet outgrown

Nothing to hide from eyes that see
Acceptance given always for free
Two hands used for one to heal
A shelter given safe to feel

Eternally there will be a space by me
Not friend no foe or lover to be
Inside always I chose to behold
The best in you will always know

For now is what is meant to be
Hard a mind will work to forget thee
A heart however not so easily swayed
For there I am sure forever will be