Second Thoughts

Second Thoughts

If

I could voyage to the stars,
         gaze into infinity,

unshackle earthly anchors,
        tumble freely,

floating on space,
       drift into solar ports

of dark safety,
       discovering bliss–

I’d like that a lot,
       save jettisoning fellows,

imperfect, but weathered
       by earth’s impromptus,

its sun-drenched fissures,
       yet stubborn harvest

of courage, empathy, and love,
       seeded by struggle.

nourished by hope,
       redemptive.

–rj

Author: RJ

Retired English prof (Ph. D., UNC), who likes to garden, blog, pursue languages (especially Spanish) and to share in serious discussion on vital issues such as global warming, the role of government, energy alternatives, etc. Am a vegan and, yes, a tree hugger enthusiastically. If you write me, I'll answer. View all posts by RJ