Preaching to the choir, trying to get a message across that has already been accepted.
Proclaiming dictums, showcasing health and wholeness where once we were rejected.
The past never seems to be not present even though we long to move on.
Memories flow into our consciousness while we fight an old fight.
Our frame of reference is the mirror where the vision of ourselves has not changed.
What lies behind us is the place we call home but is nothing more than bars and chains.
If all we have to look to is our past and our pain, then hope will never lead us through the door to healing and to gain.
If your chains have been removed, your future is not your past and nothing from then that bound you should remain.
So tell me please more of what to look forward to and not about your past.
Tell the story of tomorrow as though you have peace at last.