Find Your Bearings
by
Radiance Angelina Petro

It’s time to pack your belongings—such as
they are–and drop the skull of god.
Flee from yourself—there is so much
everything to see, and each grain of sand has a name.

Be greedy for light, put the impossible
to the test, the scaffold of the night
needs climbing, and the day is large-hearted,
and astonishment isn’t made to be limited.

It doesn’t matter who put the roses on the cross.
Find your bearings, accept the gold each day
places in your hand, and go. Move forward
from joy to joy, remembering you can only evade turbulence
for so long, but there are dragons swift and strong at your side,
and dance expands time and space,
and you cannot stop to help every staggering man.