"Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.."- Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Crossroads, Joyce Sutphen

“The second half of my life will be black
to the white rind of the old and fading moon.
The second half of my life will be water
over the cracked floor of these desert years.
I will land on my feet this time,
knowing at least two languages and who my friends are.
I will dress for the occasion,
and my hair shall be whatever color I please.
Everyone will go on celebrating the old birthday,
counting the years as usual,
but I will count myself new from this inception,
this imprint of my own desire.
The second half of my life will be swift,
past leaning fenceposts, a gravel shoulder,
asphalt tickets, the beckon of open road.
The second half of my life will be wide-eyed,
fingers shifting through fine sands,
arms loose at my sides, wandering feet.
There will be new dreams every night,
and the drapes will never be closed.
I will toss my string of keys into a deep well
and old letters into the grate
The second half of my life will be icebreaking up on the river,
rainsoaking the fields, a handheld out,
a fire,and smoke going
upward, always up.”

One response

  1. Beautiful..

    November 29, 2012 at 11:44

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