Stay With Me


the temptation
is great, to sweep
it all aside with the mind’s
roving eye,
to push through
to go forth
to dwell in the land
of the other,
where daisies grow
from our hair
and the nymphs sing
playfully in our ears
the trick, i guess, the work:
not to take our wandering
feet too far, to tumble
with great zeal
into the abyss we imagine,
to cling to the idea of
‘through’, and ‘over there’,
and ‘beyond’, instead of
trying to be here,
the heart of things,
from where we come,
and can go so far. – TS