A place for prayer.
A Poem
Published on June 7, 2007 By Hazel Target In Poetry
People are like planets,
swallowing circumstance
in an immensity of inertia,
hurtling through darkness
with no guide but habit.

With my heart, with my thoughts,
with my life, I would move you;
but how does one move a planet?
How could I correct your course?

Our orbits meet only for a moment--
to be together have we any choice

but to collide?

Comments
on Jun 07, 2007
Excellent writing again. The sentiment reminds me of the lyric from a George Michael song:

"Turn a different corner and we never would have met."

I pray for your continued healing,
Moskowitz