small stones – March 26, 2016


in a moment of shifting sands
memory washes over me, silently
enormous burdens threaten me
again, these thoughts linger
have I taken on too much?
is my mission here too grand?
should I just pack it in
go home, leave this charge
in more capable hands?
but no, I signed the contract
my spirit sealed this deal
I must somehow carry on
defeatism is not an option