I will not glance behind

To the places I have been

Where harm was met with mournful prayers

That pleaded for an end.

I will not glance behind

The events there are at rest

I will leave the past where it was laid

Not clutched against my breast.

I will not glance behind

That way is only tears

Nothing wholesome, healthy, hale

Just death, regret and fears.

I will not glance behind

Though temptation holds a snare

I will not return to what is lost

To what keeps me in despair.

No, I will not glance behind

I will keep my gaze ahead

I will go where I have yet to be

To where I’m being lead.