Not the center of the universe

Though occasionally
for quite brief moments
it might appear otherwise,
I am not
the center of the universe,
and neither are you.
Each of us travels
her own road
to her own destination;
it would be foolish for me -- or you --
to turn here
and follow the light
into the shallows
only to crash upon the shores
wouldn't it?
And if we ships
pass in the night,
isn't it better just to wave
than to change course;
to stay on track
and dream of resting in the light?


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