you’ve come here wanting,
desperate for inspiration and
a will to push forward, past or
out what has blocked your path.
you lost sight of what lies
ahead, so you’ve come this
far to leave the weight behind;
the wait behind will still be there
when you go back.
what are you looking for?
clouds formed in the
faces of your foremothers?
tracks of the absconded and adored?
trees reaching to holy realms beyond
their barren ground?
they cannot be moved.
they know of wells and hymns in
the tune of swifts, salvation and
“a song full of the faith that
the dark past has taught us”.
they sing of waters unlike
any bitter you’ve tasted,
a sacred oasis.
is that what you are searching for?
a present hope.
a painless love.
a piece of yourself worth fighting for
or a fight worth your peace.
a place to rest your roving soul.
it is here. do you see it?
it is where you left it. did you find it?
it is where you have yet to wander.
keep looking.
no—stop and look.
do not move.
and see.
©️ 2020 Chavares Trelon