When the weight of the past has you lashed to the mast...
How did the past get such a grip that it crushed your here and now?
Was it a faceless voice speaking in your ear
In the late watches of the night?
Did a sight, a sound, an image push you back and down and tumbling in to the past-
a place you no longer belong?
Find your way back
For the present does not wait for anyone,
and YOU have much to do!
and you are free to do it
and that's poetiquejustis
Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses,
let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles