The Lancean Specificity
I Want to Be a Star
for Teddy my son the actor and
for Lindsey my friend the writer
Who could blame us we who would be famous what else should we do
But give and take and make do living through it dying trying to?
Because it does us good to make this better than what was
That behind our duty to find beauty being as it does
In mind forgetting farther than we are as far as we can go
Making good now being understood when you remember me
Not only for myself a trophy lonely on a shelf of
What was but as what will be who we are because the who of love
Is us becoming as it does us being so to grow
Better than what was because what is becoming what will be
Us being as we do becoming each the star we are
No star out of reach for all or each who reach nor star too far
Out the window like a mirror a familiar face I see
In the sky or in a book I take one look at you and know
Now you know who I am and I know who you are too when
What might seem to turn out wrong farther along turns out quite right
How when a star must fall then it must surely rise again
Burning bright when I see the light and it looks like me and you
A star not far away today to shine tonight when we are light
I want to be a star then I want you to be one too
+Steven Curtis Lance
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