I came to sit
For sitting is what I do best
I came to nourish the wholesome seeds
Without fear of disturbance
I left you to go on your walk
Wherever that particular path
Chose to guide you
That magic place which it chose to take you to
I sit here with my writing
For, next to love, it is my next best thing
I write to discard the unwholesome seeds
Without the ache of repatriation
I hope to be hopeful
Hopefully here
Hopefully now
Hopefully I can make it
Even to be there
Wherever
Whenever
Hope is needed
