All Heaven In Sight

As a writer,

I create my own freedom

 

And as a writer,

I invent my own friends

 

As a writer,

I espouse my own truth

 

And as a writer,

my will never bends

 

As a writer,

I travel the world

 

And as a writer,

that journey’s within

 

As a writer,

I dive for more pearls

 

And as a writer,

each moment begins

 

As a writer,

the moon rises at dawn

 

And as a writer,

the sun burns through the night

 

As a writer,

my words play immortal

 

And as a writer

—all heaven in sight

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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