to the moon and the sea.
2006-08-14 1:41 a.m.
all passes, fades, followsthe patterns that have been set in place, pulls
at our limbs, states
that we are young, foolish, hard-lucked, gracefully equipped,
able.
we will grow, will spread quick, will stretch
past what is to what is
becoming. we will not always
falter, be imperfect, or will
be able to accept our imperfections, find pride
in mending what we want to mend -
this is becoming, to struggle up against
the unwanted, unmastered. this is
faith, that we will believe even after we have learned the lesson, will fight against
the immeasurable darkness, will drift, will follow
direction
aimlessly.