The answer to your question is,
“Take one step and then another.”
You will find your road by walking,
Not by spinning,
Rushing one way and the other,
Losing all direction,
Resenting the opinions
Of those you ask the way.
You are a sunflower expecting to be turned,
Afraid to follow her light;
She complains she is carried about like a seed,
Although her petals are turning brown.
You measure yourself by shifting shadows
And stumble along as the Earth moves.
Seek your Inner Light,
And find your foothold there.
You fear the judgments of others,
Expecting from them
The second-rate value
You long since assigned to yourself.
You mourn for freedom,
Believing you paid it for love and acceptance.
But these are given and earned, not bought.
Freedom grows wild within.