WEEK 14 (At a train stop)

In life my love

Hang on to the sail of your passions

When the wind is a wall of no

Be the yes that shifts the currents

The breath that turns an ember

Back into a raging fire

The only hull that holds course

When the cynics divert the stream

The steam that slices up

& gives body to your battle cry

& should your waves tire or lose their way

Know that I will always be there

A still and quiet shore to crash on