Here I hang, dangling between hope & despair, Indecisive & unsure, dogged & determined, Knowing not of what is yet to come, Knowing what it was, that it bodes no good. Here I stand, swaying between faith & fear, Impotent & inadequate, ineffectual & incapable, Wishing it needn't have to be so, Wishing I could do something more! Here I rest, in the inbetween, rolling between feeling & fact, Uncertain & unaware, of the outcome of it all. So what should I do, live by faith or sight? Ah Lord, I remember Sunday's round the corner!
*Writing this on the Saturday between Good Friday & Easter Sunday, while I am waiting to hear about my very sick sister who is undergoing tests in a hospital. Pic © Toronto International Film Festival