I am waiting to be free

My car was at a stop sign
When I heard a voice say
“I am waiting to be free”
I was living an in-between life
Too much stuff to do at work
Too little time at home to do all
the housework
Retirement was still five years away
I am waiting to be free
What is freedom? I asked myself
Is it not a state of mind?
Why was I waiting to be free?
Why did I not trust God/Sprit more?
Where was my faith?
Living an in-between life
Is not a place to be