UNCHARTED CHOICES

Better that our time here
be elastic and fully stretched
by the eroticism
of uncharted choices
and the inevitability of change,
than to be sheltered
and protected from passion
by spiritless imagination
and the certainty
of static moments.

Both the soul delicate
and the beautiful mind,
if not nurtured by
magnetically fascinating fragments
of unanticipated pleasures
that jump over the familiar,
will waste away
and dissipate,
like still rain
in hardened hands.

Perhaps,
like children,
we only remain
interesting to ourselves
when we are
on the edge of adventure,
where everything around us
is slightly enlarged,
where we chase our dreams
with uncertain steps.

© JOHN PISCATELLA