and though
my apprehension quickens
I hold steady to the certainty
that my pain
is but a narrow gateway
through which I must pass-
a gateway that generations
of kinswomen
have passed before me
and a gateway that many more
will pass behind me.
For as the moon wanes
and the tides ebb
I know that I too
must follow the cycle of nature.
And so I soothe my anxious moments
and I redirect my depressed spirit
for now is the time
to be gentle with the process
of returning home.
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