This is only an attempt at inspiration,
things that need to be said
that never will be
weigh on me
as I struggle
with this,
a language that I never chose
cannot compare
with emotion,
does not come close
to express
the weight
of dependence.

Things that seem impossible,
daunting to inquire of time,
to even admit the desire unto the self,
a thirst forever entwined with life...
hidden among daily commutes
favorite perfumes, our singular view...
each task revealed
only through collaboration
of spirit and tangible humanity.
I want to change the world,
to become the difference.
I will bring that change with me
in the form of this body,
present at all times
to be presented to a world
that values the perfection
that I can never match
in the form of this body,
less than perfect,
but with the potential of my mind at least.
For how can this body contain
the span of thought that indulge the impossible?
How can a simple mind
express the strength of one arm?
The taste in my mouth
can never be laid out on paper.
And yet I will persist
to say the unthinkable,
to think the unimaginable,
to imagine the impossible.
I will continue,
and in my endurance
life and health and intellect,
and all that I contain inside this self
will forever depend on inspiration.

07/25/2003

Author's Note: An end to an interminable block that has plagued me and an answer to prayers. Amen.

Posted on 07/25/2003
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