Three years of anticipation
drag slowly to a hault
dreams, visions, longing
overshadowed by distraction
lack of clarity, of focus,
lost in your presence.
or in lack there of
im fighting against
merely the wind
a tempest I
contrived within
the confines of
human mind
and will and heart
behind iron gates
protected from the
spirit blowing
where it may
from the possibilities
of hope, of risk, of change
oh, quench the fearful
thirst for freedom
quench the thirst or
quench the fear
the former, my ease
the latter, my desire.
to live, to love, to long
for nothing more
than You....
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