1984 | Arlene Corwin Poetry

Sure Of Myself (Gentle Rain)

Sure of myself, I’m more sure of myself;

Sure of means, sure of ways to get things done.

Life used to seem

Both a secret and dream;

I felt I had to scheme

To survive.

Power and pelf

Have no hold on this self,

Only love – quiet love and giving.

Life is a drama

And I am an actor,

The fact of

Existence is good.

Finding it was one big step,

Finding you another,

Finding me the last.

Your celebration is my celebration,

Your tears put elation’s laugh on hold.

Now I can play,

Not complain everyday,

No more pain in the same way as old.

Poor anymore – I’m not poor anymore,

There’s a door and a key there just for me.

Pure in my feelings

And sure of myself

With the world as my home of the free.

Finding it was one big step,

Finding you another,

Finding me the last.

Lyrics;

Arlene Corwin

Arlene Corwin Poetry