I'm Right Where I'm Meant To Be Poem by Mark Heathcote

Who's coming to liberate me?
Who's going to set me free?
I'm a comet; I'm-right-where I'm meant to be
you can see my journey written in fire and blood
in owl-like wings starlit-amphorae my dove.

Look, I'm not singing because I'm blue,
I'm singing for no one, not even you.
I'm circling in fathom's too deep, baptised at sea;
because no one is coming to unshackle me,
I'm chained to the Lord. He anchors me.

You can see my journey written in fire and blood
in owl-like wings starlit-amphorae my dove.
I'm a comet; I'm-right-where I'm meant to be
I'm chained to the Lord. He enslaves me.
He sets me free. He redeems me.

Who's coming to liberate me?
Who's going to set me free?
I'm a comet; I'm right where I'm meant to be.