When I knew Light
And made it more than a memory
As the cloudy day
Turned my world into night;

When I could breathe through
Suffocation
And felt the oxygen
In my lungs;

When I could embrace peace
Even as turmoil and fear
Were crashing through
My soul’s door;

Then I had lived through more than hell,
Became more than merely triumphant,
Became more than merely redeemed;

I became freedom.