Setting Sail

'youre such a fish wife'
i hear in my head
like a broken record
back in Charleston
thank Goddess
not a minute too soon
thats for sure
Florence is the tidal wave in my dreams
suffocating me
trapping me
keeping me tied to the ocean's floor
looking up to all the world before me
feeling helpless
but not in Charleston
a new leaf for me
total honesty
a breath of fresh air
resurecting me
the sun is so warm
floating atop the waves
the wind in my sails
guiding me to where i belong
fate does indeed have a funny way
of working things out