I really don't know what to say
About our continuing to be away,
Except that it became impossible
For my love and me to prolong our stay.
I tried so hard to to be content;
For this was where we had been sent.
But I couldn't keep the sense of peace
That, to me, was obviously lent.
I yearned for my people and my land
That most clearly had left their brands.
Upon my flesh and on my soul,
I felt that they had kept their hands.
History shared is such a strong bond;
It lasts our lifetimes and beyond.
These people here help me to see
That love is more than feeling fond.
It is becoming a part of me
As my true self comes to be,
The Holy Spirits that light my way
And give me a sense of being free.
Free to fly with my strongest wings,
And to listen as The Spirit sings,
The stabilizer in my soaring
Like the tail on a kite brings.
I wish that I could take all I know
To the world where I love to go.
But the path is not all magic carpet ride;
Sometimes I land with a crushing blow.
The time has come to make a choice:
Which one is the strongest voice,
The friends that give us space to rest,
Or those with whom our souls rejoice?