If I keep pushing harder,
Reaching higher,
Doing more,
Will I someday walk through
That damn door
That I envision,
That I can touch in my mind,
That I can watch swing open
As my hands wrap around
That lofty ambition
Which today still feels
So far out of reach
And hidden…
Behind
Years of our
Collective temptation, mistakes, & deceit.
—Written by Sandy Heights
