Monday, February 27, 2012

I am ready; pull the anchor and plot the course.



Sister K
Sometimes we must wait a long time
to find out that something does not work right
it might be a long road to healing
if we wait and we expect the best to come from what is left

sometimes the pain from the waiting
eats away at everything we have been protecting.

After a good fight with illustrious intention
after a good fight we barely broke the movement
after a good hard fight with the purest of desire
oh God I’m still on fire.

Come here tired thing
I have two arms
you're staggering
let me fold you in
I still believe in who you are.

It might seem like we’ve no use for nostalgia
I think you’re right
so we pull the anchor plot the course.