What's Next? Poem by raquel stevenson
What's Next?
To sit and be.
To ponder long, a bird in flight.
What it must have been like.
To envision a wing that became a plane.
Or a thunderstorm,
The imaginative form,
To dream of harnessing such power and glory.
The moments of wonder that bring our minds and bodies to their fullest abilities.
Forgotten today in 'the struggle'.
What's next?
That is up to those who will take a chance to sit and be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 3:08:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
good poem, thanks, I like it. I invite you to read my poems and comment.