I wished, still wish, to travel the world.
I wish to see Russia and Pakistan,
southern Africa and the US east coast,
France, Belgium, and
Te Anau just one more time.
I wish to see the golden jellyfish of Palau,
or the Aurora Borealis in frozen Alaska.
I wish for the world, I wish for the world…

On this Sunday, enduring to the end
is just a little too much.
Enduring to the end with joy in heart,
it’s enough to make a grown man cry.

On a ferry ride from Victoria to Port Angeles,
when phobia marred a fidgeting finger
and made flesh raw,
when sense and reason had no place,
a hand was offered
and it stayed
until chaos went its way.

© Blake Leitch September 18, 2016