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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