I Walk And Look Up At The Sky Poem by Shalom Freedman

I WALK AND LOOK UP AT THE SKY

I walk and look up at the sky
I try to dream again-
But even the stars disappoint
They are not what we once thought them to be.

The sky too is a chaos of impersonal violence -
Forces greater than us mock our human power
And we are little little things on one small blue light.

How will we begin to dream again
How will I with my little lines write dreams which mean anything?

Night O beautiful night
With your long lonely distances,
And the promises you give as I step by step move deeper into you
Hold me now for a while quietly
And help me forget
Where we are
And all we can never become.