The Lancean Specificity

Steven Curtis Lance



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The Lancean Specificity

There was thunder and lightning the night I was born and
As a child the adults could never understand
How I knew what I knew but I had read ahead
And reading behind if not all the way through
Some posited that I might be possessed instead
Meaning by the devil as if everybody knew
Since some are always imagining something

But simply self-possessed and unimaginary
Imaginative certainly a dreamer born to be
Existing to imagine what else I might find
Transcending as it were by curiosity
Being on my own alone with what is and what does
And tuning to my inner specificity
I began to feel how specific I was

I gazed at stars and noticed how some others were
Shining around me like stars in the sky
Free of credit and of blame of pride and of shame
Getting it straight by keeping the point in mind
At the point of a point of bright light in the night
The point being love above everything
That we are love and love is what we do

And my mother was one so I became like her
Opting to embrace my opportunity
Having had done with the imaginary some
Aspiring toward a more perfect propinquity
Knowing where I came from and remembering my name
I decided that to live by love was worth a try
And by loving me and everybody I have overcome

Knowing who you are is the way to be a star
Opening your heart to be the star you are
To be here free and clear to see the now is how
And to be as we were meant to be is why
Just as to be content and continent within your own
Specificity albeit paradoxically
Is when not to be alone then in December

Knowing when young then growing old remembering
Who you are remembering that you are a star
Knowing now and later in December to remember
The star you are the specificity you bring
To the universe to never stop discovering
And knowing the point and being love above everything
Be and do because the thunder and the lightning are for you

Fall and rise again and you will learn to fly
Up and down and up until you reach the open air
To get up there where you belong or else by trying die
But everybody dies so keep on trying and get there
Remembering that we are love and love is what we do
So go on with the show and play your part with all your heart
No matter where it leads you even when it seems too far

Knowing who you are is the way to be a star

+Steven Curtis Lance



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