Monday, February 16, 2009

The allure of the inaccessible

It's foolish, I know --
I can't get there from here --
and even if I could,
what would be the point?
The steep rocks and raging sea,
my clumsiness and age
prohibit any climb,
and, should I reach the top,
the view beyond would simply be
pure nothingness.

And yet these obstacles --
these rocks and thorns,
the fog, the channel, the crashing waves,
the breakwater that protects me --
each adds to this magnetic pull:

why must we always covet what we cannot have?
Why can't we just look,
and appreciate?

* * *

No comments: