You See
You see, it's never about
having everything in place,
it's about having your heart
in the right space.
Hold your hand steady
while the Muse plays your palm.
A gray goose lifts off
with the space-bound rocket,
but only one of them can trim its wing
to sail with the sun.
Copyright © Orma Sullivan | Year Posted 2008
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