Sisters

Come, witness my strength.
Be silent as I access my own fortitude.
There is always a moment to feel bad,
but so many more to be exactly what is needed.

Come and witness my strength.
There is no question of what I'll be
only what I have to be, have to do,
have to take on.
The elegance of not falling apart but
falling up to the challenge.
There is no room for cowardice,
no room for indecision.
Only a plan and action.

Come, witness my strength.
This is where my life meets the road.
Here are the places my Being is.
I will work from common spaces to bring
us together, to meet the passing moments
with open eyes, to be everything you
taught me to be.

Come witness my strength,
strength my steadfast witness.