No more waiting . . .

the shoreline is washing away .  .  . and still we sit
inertia holds us back
the comfort of not thinking of what could be
 what should be
get up and shake it off
the sand
the lethargy
wash away the flotsam & jetsam
it won't work for you anymore
dive down
grab hold of the derelict
that which you thought was gone
bring it up and out into the light and air
don't hold your breath too long
it is still there
just not forever

janet aldridge sullivan