The New Frontiers

Every poet wishes
that every minute, and every hour
of every day, week, and year
his entire lifetime -
could be spent rapt in thought
and dreaming up new vistas to explore
and that every living moment passed herein
would have his spirit soaring high above
the usual enlightened visions
to places so esoteric
so vacant of conscious, human footsteps
that with his heart swooning
and his pen screaming eureka!
he could capture new reality upon reality
of a fruit so great
that seemingly, after layers upon layers
of eternal skin are pared away
another peel is yet, revealed.

S J Garrett

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