Like a baby at the breast a child with a toy
Something pulls us up from sadness to joy
Your lover left for a scholar who just lost his job
The sun setting on the city outshines it all
A planet moans in ecstasy and pain -space is unconcerned
Unlearning our lives, simplicity returns
Lenny Bruce in an ambulance macking on the nurse
Pavlova on her deathbed demanding the swanå costume
Neither torn nor melted with ambitions or regrets
Just moving forward with tiny little steps
Something else to think about, one more thing to learn
Exhibitions inspire, ideas burn