Change
By Morgan LeFay
I shut my eyes... I say a prayer... I open them and see, That right before me Sits a thing That's glorious to be. I stretch my hands... I pick it up... And lay it in my palm. It winks at me, I turn it 'bout To find in its great depths A chance to know... A chance to see... A chance to be aught else. For in my hand that grain of sand Lies power, deep and true. It beckons me... To search, to find A new and dangerous path I raise it up... I stare deep to it... And crumple to the ground. The change is done and all is well, But, who will I be now?any suggestions please Written July 30th, 2001 © on Jul 30 2001 10:03 AM PST 0 • 10
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"I shut my eyes... ..."