I’m Ready

As I find my way home,

I want to be like

the billowing cloud ready to become

the drenching rain;

until the rain is ready to become

a gushing waterfall;

until the waterfall is ready to become

a pooling, placid lake;

until the lake is ready to become

a raging, roaring river;

until the river is ready to empty into

the waiting ocean of my true home—

there to remain, until I’m ready

to do it all over again.