Poised
I’m coming to it soon and I’ll be there
The light of it shines through to me in whispers
The memories of days untranslated until now\
Blessings disguised as youth and images
Practicing and playing was into the magic of the world
The prison of mind and heart and soul never lied
You allowed the goal of pressure to subside and lived
The push into your realm never qualified you to you
Resulting in the unimaginable and perhaps the undone
The reached peaks accomplished over and over the poem
Don’t try to try and move to another state or star
You may just make more of an impression than you need
Joke about your existence and surroundings and you’ll see
Break your back for everyone and it will give you what you’ve wanted
But don’t ever ever lose yourself and throw away the key to the wings
Grow your wings and fly with the only meaning in your life, love…
-Jason L. Scarabin