by Kathryn Stein
If you have traveled out beyond these halls,
I’d consider you lucky, for my heart
Longs to see a sight beyond these familiar walls.
For one day I fear I might depart
Without ever seeing stars from unfamiliar angles
This dream of mine may come apart.
I’d like to stand in the shade
Of an unfamiliar tree
And see shadows of leaves I’ve never known.
For what a charming sight that would be
For someone whose only seen one sea
To behold a new sway of branches blown.
To see the creatures, big or small
Of somewhere far off from here
I hope to learn all their names
Before they disappear.
To see them in books does not suffice
I want to see and hear.
Before them or I are forever gone
Hold them in my heart to endear.
Do you think I will get the chance
To taste flavors I don’t recognize?
In a place that might emphasize
A different song and dance.
Will I ever stand under new skies
And hear unfamiliar sounds?
When will the opportunity arise?
This time next year I hope to find
Myself somewhere different and new.
But for now I feel myself confined
Knowing only one point of view.
But for now I’ll sleep with far off dreams
Of a journey far over due.