How Do I Grasp It?
Danielle Myre (01/16/2013)
I press my hand to my heart and close my eyes and whisper;
What's on my mind? How do I feel?
My mind trembles and I shake my head.
I ask again: What's on my mind? How do I feel?
The answer evades but I feel it standing on the edge.
One more time: What's on my mind? How do I feel?
Pain surrounds and courage tries not to drown.
Spinning until I'm sick and no stable ground to stand on, but I want what I desire.
So now I ask: How do I grasp it?
I reach forward and grab mist. My image flows past.
I jump forward. I am lost in this vast night.
I'm lost and I need to ask: How do I grasp it?
Right in front of me. I see so clearly. But how do I grasp it?
I extend my arm; the vision clouds. I step back; it's as clear as a bright day.
My heart aches and I start to scream. But I know this won't help.
I press my hand to my heart and close my eyes and whisper; How do I grasp it?
Relief breathes into me and my eyes snap open. I step forward and embrace my dream.
My final question: How do I grasp it? I don't because I already have.
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