she said her head was like the ocean.
still waters, then crashing waves.
never knew where she would end up next.

she woke up with the first glimpses of morning light,
stepped slowly into the water,
and lost herself in the rising waves.

all who came, shook their heads,
uttered soothing sentences to the family,
and left, puzzled as they were, through the front door.

I know the joy that keeps us believing
that we all should live a different life
filled with purpose
in a place filled with only a few good men
and if that call comes from the inside
that was once said to me
when I was still watching from the shore
I will be patiently waiting
to be able, despite my fears
despite the waves that are crashing against my ship
to show them, with all that I am
I will always be faithful to the one
that will never stop coming after us.

I will keep coming after Him.