File spoon-archives/sa-cyborgs.archive/sa-cyborgs_1998/sa-cyborgs.9801, message 8


Date: Sat, 17 Jan 1998 09:22:09 -0500 (EST)
Subject: it is time



it is time
for me to
move

on

for me to 
see
that i have
moved

on

for me to
accept

that i have
moved

on



		to pull up the blinds and let the sunlight in

in this new space
of my life

		laying guilt to rest for a while

accepting/believing that children will grow 
up
to be strong...

		that everything is not my fault

and
it is time to throw out old clothes and papers

(after making sure the papers have digital backups here or
there
or somewhere)

		but never throw the letters

away

they are history

mine

and yours and yours and theirs

		it is time for me to let it 

rest

and see which way the wind is blowing

to stretch out my arm and feel
that
wind

		to take a deep breath 
before 
i step out against

its flow

once again.
		(for that is inevitable - i must always battle 
against
		the wind...)

		it is time for me to think about

what i have done

the good, the bad, the ugly

perhaps

		it is time to stop blaming myself

for not being perfect

it is time to face the consequences of what i have done

it is time 
now

to open some more windows

and to look out at the sun

the ice

to feel the wind blow
against
my face

again.

		it is time to move

on....

	not being the one to always have to carry the world on my
shoulders

while waiting to see....

it is your turn to come through for me
now.

i shall wait...

i have all of eternity

to wait and see

		as i keep moving

			on.

_____________________________
Radhika Gajjala

http://ernie.bgsu.edu/~radhik
_______________________________




   

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