Each moment, it seems, is split in two.
Half clinging to all that I have come to know as home 
And craving adventure and the passage into the unknown. 
Fear and joy in both 
Pieces in place for growth
The time has come to move or not belong 
So I say "So long,
That's my cue."

This picture describes my emotions perfectly: A guideless directional in the dark.
7/23/2009 11:09:50 am

Hey, I like the poem. You are in the middle of ????? Trust in God. He is in the middle with you. You are safe.


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