I try to outwit fate, to outdance destiny.
I try to find skies in seas across from earths.
With each breath, a silent rapture, curious those dreams are unfounded.
One would know church secrets, a spiritual maverick—
Many measures, many more struggles.
To have shook hands, a short gaze, absorbing energy, lying it off, listening to humanity.
Life unsung, made incredible: her song is in her rays.
A faraway language, assiduous orison, looking back at it.
To have won one, to have lost another, with hope beaming, with arts screaming.
I try to outwit fate, to outdance destiny.
With brains at crucibles—with passion cringing, if one essence, if three mistakes.
I can feel a lyric—moving through motion, made mental.
Such absorption, rising sunshine.
By a lasting invisibility.
