This time,
he said,
the sun rose and all the confusion felt
seemed only to quiet
again.
This time
she said,
stay away for there is a day
that will come
when he might
decide upon his freedom.
This time
they said,
I cannot go back,
I cannot go back
I cannot not
I can
This time
inside the quiet
felt a certain sweet rhythm
to knowing
this is all worth
my time.
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
