Paul's new poem...I love the last line. - poetheart 09/21/03
Tomorrow is here and I have once again
Grown ever so little…but enough to
See the difference from yesterday.
My strides have remained the same,
But my senses have grown acute
To capture the magnitude of the
Smallest details that amount to
More than I had ever given credit to.
As I recall, I recant the miniscule notion
Of those strides, for they are leaps
And not just a minute traversal through life.
They have turned into keys that pry
Steadfast locked doors
And wipe the shallow moss off the
Spiritual safe.
The sun has risen; what will come of today?
by Paul Papasavas