To The Limit - Hiram Larew

[Lawrence Robinson]

To The Limit                            

 

Someone asks what I would fight for …

 

Well I’d fight for the moon in a heartbeat

With its halo of wisdom

Its cloud-cover of guess

And its wish to

Even its merely

Yes I’d march for its glowing

 

And I’d defend the moon with longings

With anything I could muster

No limits --

To keep it up over

For harvests or phases

Even for no one

 

Then if allowed to

I’d rejoice in its quiet apart from

That always wins me

For as long as what matters 

Lets me --

The moon’s mix of far away but right there

All gathered around

	- Hiram Larew