I have a purpose
a path
A journey
A heart-calling
An avocation

I suppose it must be
that of a poet.

This seems a pompous claim

Poets sing the world
into being and explore the
powers of words and image

Poetry is the vocation
of the true alchemist
turning language into
soul and sunlight

Wafting mists before the senses
to transport souls
beyond and into

Traveling the earth
in and between the real
and exploring the dark

I choose this pathless path
perhaps I deserve this freedom

Purpose is not given
I think
it must be claimed

And I will go
once again
for the golden ring
on this carousel

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Dana Sanford is a poet.

Poet. Philosopher. A sense of Humor. 60 years ago I rode the winds at the top of a tall cottonwood. Buy me a coffee @ https://ko-fi.com/danasanford

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