To Patricia M. Johnson From New Jersey
O Great Ocean!
She lives in a distant country.
You lie between us
and I know I can never fly
across you to her.
But I am a Poet and a Storyteller.
I am a Sense-Curator.
I am a Thought-Collector.
I am a leader of many fairy tales.
Therefore, I don’t need,
O Great Ocean,
flights across you!
My senses, thoughts, and fairy tales
will fly instead of me,
to find my friend’s smile in hard times,
and at times run away
from grey weekdays
into kind, beautiful fairy tales
to have some happiness in life.
Do you see, O Great Ocean?
I am stronger than you!
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