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….