Lie and Wait

We lie and wait
For our inevitable
Changing fate

There is no crime in worry
All these changing events
With no grand hurry

This Thursday we depart
Lost belongings and hanging art

We long for the new feeling
Creation of our being
This is the call we are heeding

We depart in only days
So many miles away
We find new hope and worry

This will come on a normal
January morning flurry