Untitled No 37
I wasn’t sure,
I looked it up,
here’s what it said to me:
that my life’s goal,
my purpose
is to add to earth’s beauty.
Beauty? Me?
How could I make
a world so bleak and grey
turn into color,
come awake,
and make the night as day?
Beauty? Me?
How could I
approach a world without
such things therein
but in my eye
see them, and so, not doubt?
I asked,
a poet answered,
and a witch said unto me,
“Maybe some things
come unraveled
so that we may be free.”
Free to see the beauty!
My excitement come awake!
No obstacle is truly
Greater than what is at stake.
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