And then there are the harbors always waiting for us
 Seemingly blocked, but in reality 
 Reminding us we have the key and must use it
 Your legs are poised, your harbor is ready and waiting
 The shoals remain yet for the wise captain, 
 The water flows just right
 Yes, to be who we really are
 As you wait with darken eye shadow, in tandem with the garb
 The firmness of grip in practice for what soon will arrive
 The mouth breathing as your thoughts visualize the harbor
 And hear the sounds of arrival
 You may wait to be moved with hands
 You may slowly ease on the back
 Inviting, growing impatient, still battling the obvious
 You now wait in the harbor
 The direction is clear
 Go with our current
 Yes, it is to be who we really are