Stakes
July 8th, 2008 by Ray
If you can step abroad to reach great heights
And still recognize what lows can be;
If you can swallow all your lonely nights
Yet have room enough to spare for me;
If you can wonder what it means to ‘know’,
When your knowledge dictates what you see,
Or through the cosmic things in life, you grow
By taking respite in its subtlety;
If you can force yourself to live and fight
For each resolve you have in spite of me,
And separate what’s wrong from right,
Yet still believe in life’s uncertainty,
And take its trial for a gambler’s game
Whose prize outreaches destiny;
You must be bold enough to stake your claim
Of being more that what mere eyes can see.
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This poem © 2008 by me
