Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tomorrow will have an island.
I always find it. Then on
to the next island.
These places hidden in the day separate
and come forward if you beckon.
But you have to know they are there
before they exist.
Some time there will be a tomorrow
without any island.
So far, I haven't let that happen,
but after I'm gone others
may become faithless and careless.
Before them will tumble
the wide unbroken sea,
and without any hope
they will stare at the horizon.
So to you, Friend, I confide my secret:
to be a discoverer you hold close whatever
you find, and after a while you decide
what it is. Then, secure
in where you have been,
you turn to the open sea and let go.
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