I wasn’t scared of getting sick 
I've been sick

I wasn’t worried about money
I've been without

I was (I am) worried about when I can be with my family
Who all live far away

I wonder(ed) when we will be on the other side
Or how many mountains we have to climb to get there

I dove into books I haven’t looked at in years
Tripped through old journals
Relived the journeys and the paths
That brought me to this place

I wrote letters I will never send

Just to get the words out of me

I dug my hands into dirt
Watered seeds with my tears
And now I wait and watch and marvel
At my own resilience