Ending At the Beginning

Backwards became forward Up became down What I thought was square Turned out to be round Some who I thought loved me Turned out to be foes Twelve dozen roses Not absorbed by one nose I could see in the dark Became blinded by light When I should be afraid I was feeling alright A topsy turvy world Never knowing what to expect Even when I had earned it I couldn't seem to find respect I climbed many ladders Slid down my share of snakes Learned more by losing Lived with my mistakes The top was the bottom My ideas flipped around Transformed by heaven Prostate on the ground With my head bowed low My heart became clear What seemed a great distance Was actually quite near For within my smallness I discovered what was vast The future had been written By the Author of my past Things I counted as sorrow Revealed to me my joy I could not become a man Without living as a boy My end will be my beginning When I am raised from the earth What some will consider death Will turn out to be my birth For I have been forgiven Without paying any cost Thankfuly my Savior found me Long before I knew I was lost