Oh Timely Conductor... have I missed the last vessel? My ticket was well received and I'd packed my bags, never to look back. Yet, my vision blurred and I must have misread the information. Am I to stay in this station forever? My cases have gathered dust and I've succumb to kudzu. The earth has gathered me back. My face disappears and now I am only background noise, my voice well muffled. Help me to receive my just and accept that which You have deemed appropriate for me. Amen.