A Poem For Today - Letter

[KEN DICKINSON]



LETTER

Tonight, as you walk out
into the stars, or the forest, or the city,
look up
as you must have looked
before love came,
before love went,
before ash was ash.

Look at them: the city’s
mists, the winters.
And the moon’s glass
you must have held once
in beginning.
That new moon
you must have touched once
in the waters,

saying change me, change
me, change me. All I want
is to be more of what I am

Joseph Fasano

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