A Bat On A Broken Wing Poem by Doris Cornago

For my friend Ravi who went away one summer day, trying to find his way through the maze. Best wishes with your poems.

A beautifully crafted poem Doris. Image filled and wonderful rhyming of words.10

My reason for writing poems is that they have way of prolonging the ecstasy of a thought - by shortening the distance one has to traverse between thought and action. Does that make sense? Prose has a way of diluting ecstasy by too many layers of clothing concealing the purity and beauty of a thought.: -)

Juggernaut definition is — a massive inexorable force, campaign, movement, or object that crushes whatever is in its path. It represents for me all the maxed out fears that someone has to cope with - all the unknown factors preventing personal success. If you have this juggernaut and you have stopped short of your plans, remember this - all the good things are on the opposite side of fear, a failsafe way to develop fearlessness, and so, be sure to go past fear, in whatever form.

The worst blindness is not having any knowledge of self, denying one's existence is precious and one should be grateful for each day that comes. I have made this commitment that I won't let a day pass without a poem as long as I am granted vision. Sightedness is the condition of seeing beyond barriers and handicaps, and reaching out with delight in just being alive.