Walk the sky, love
Step away from the pain and rest your feet.
Hold your head up
From the damp and dirty wash of rain
Across the sidewalk’s path
Where the mist from the roofs
Mingles with the smoke of cigarettes.
Touch the earth, love
Walking backwards from the track of endless tears.
Place your hand there
On the damp and dirty cultured ground
Within the earth’s embrace
Where the breath of seeds
Intertwines with all humanity.
Live your dreams, love
Catch them running through your mind and up the stairs.
Reach your heart out
From the damp and dirty alleyway
Into another space
Where the songs of poets
Pluck on heartstrings like guitars.
Emily Karreman is a third-year student with majors in Russian and History and a minor in Spanish. EK1019612@wcupa.edu