How Might I Find Safe Passage to the Moon
How might I find safe passage to the
moon
Or sail across my own vast inner sea?
Alas, I am a phantom
without warning,
Doomed to be left lucid at the door.
Ay me! I know the dance and hear the
music
But cannot move without my mirror near.
Mysteries stand idle
all around me,
And yet I fear to trust what they don't
say.
Grant me, then, one wish before I
wander,
Hoping to make sense of what I see:
Let me let myself just
once be taken
By the hand of love to total
darkness.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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