Something I have always longed for,

Both in body and mind…

But both feet and thoughts

Have ever adamantly


As life casts its crueler lots,

Instead swaying me side to side-

And just for a mirthless laugh-

Right back again.

So, I find myself reaching for

Those few solid anchors in my world

And holding protectively,

Gripping tighter than tight

As I cautiously edge forward

One tiptoe upon another,

Pursuing peace in a perilous place,

Seeking to keep a stand despite the odds….