Anchor
Setting down anchor to settle into soul,
stability guaranteed,
yet threat of cementing to concrete what I have in control.
My anchor is my stablility,
yet it feels too heavy of late;
I feel as if I cannot cast anchor,
to survey both what I want and need to explore.
My anchor is a blessing and curse,
both in how I use it and how it is used;
it keeps me stable and grounded,
yet so easily of late,
it keeps me cemented in place.
That which relaxes me of late has become utterly routine,
and while it settles me out to some degree,
I yearn to cast my anchor aside,
to feel free and be the soul I was meant to be.
Copyright © 2021 Robert Matejko
Copyright © Robby's Multimedia Poetry | Year Posted 2021
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