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I MUST HEAR BETTER
We lift off and recount the adventures
Bright afternoons on wooden floors
Blankets sliding under tables and chairs
Races across playgrounds and open fields
Baseball, football, fishing and skiing
Indoor hoops all winter long
After two games you are Miami heat
Draining shots from fall-a-way threes
To gliding one-handed dunks
Taking off from 12 feet
Full speed, under control
Slowed slightly, power in escaping gravity
Momentarily, as a young man
You can soar in mid-air
Land far-away
After feeling flight
And taking it to bed
There to dream higher, farther and faster
Until the eyes open wide
Seeing that nothing is shut
Much less vision
And that insight is God-conscious thinking
Acted out through the body
It’s verbal manifestations
It’s potential for polar effects
Driving optimism or regret
Not a choice made easy
Until the gravity pulls
And the cartilage fails
To fully insulate body from impact
But now I see all about me
Affected by my tone of speech
Thus, older, I best hear myself better
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