Open to the
Possibilities
If you are
being honest with yourself,
go where you
have never been
before life
takes your soul.
Shed your
poetry skin.
Go anywhere,
go everywhere,
you are bound
to surprise yourself.
Find art in
the travel,
in the
mountain you have yet to climb.
Learn from
the unfamiliar,
the names of
flowers and trees.
Before the
fatal day comes
expunge all
your sorrows.
Find the
light in the darkest of nights,
the splendor
under rocks.
Do not bang
your head on the wall.
You will find
no beauty there.
Sprout wings
of any kind.
Spring wings
on your shoulders.
Fly like the
butterflies
of your
imagination.
I am open to
possibilities.
I refuse to
let life’s dagger pierce my side.
I never want
to give in
to a murder
or murderess of life.
Don’t think
twice about it.
Be honest
like your soul.
Once
succumbed to the elements
who can you
say goodbye?
Tame your
anger and find joy.
At least give
it a try.
When the last
day comes at least you
can say, “My
God, I gave life everything.”
I am open to
possibilities
to go where I
have not gone before.
I try to read
between the lines
of every
sentence put in front of me.
Between the Lines -- Lu Zvegintseva
