Monday, February 11, 2008

Become the Sky

Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an ax to the prison wall.
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.
Do it now...
Die, and be quiet...
Your old life was frantic running
from silence.
The speechless moon
comes out now.

1 comment:

Carol Gee said...

I was thinking of all my blogfriends, Margaret, and wanted to wish you a very happy Valentine's Day. Carol