When we falter, where do we turn
to shore up our faith
in our selves, our dreams and our ideals?
2 reactions greet me in these times:
those who mock individuals who dare believe
that life and work and being
is more than possessions, status and success
grow up! stop dreaming! they advise
when really what they want to do is to put you down
and make sure your visions of a future
where work can have meaning beyond the self
does not displace their gilded images of their todays.
Then there are those who urge
‘keep the faith’, ‘don’t give up’
one day…they say…all will be well.
you will strike the mother lode
and all your dreams will come true.
so keep on working
keep on struggling
collect your reward
at the end of the road
When I falter, I turn to…
my reason for being
for writing, research and teaching
the dominant ways of our times
I know no other way
It’s not a question
of being true to one self
I am fickle yet
there is no other way
for me to be but as I am