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Poetry of Issue #8        Page 33

Half-Way to the Dream

Looking down to the soft beat
beneath the bones of a growing child
I contemplate the little girl
at half-past life yet so young.

Through a gaze belonging to another
the distance grows to gentle amazement
as a touch perplexed by the discovery
encounters the shape of a blossoming.

Half-way to a hope I find her anew
constant since the beginnings a dream
in a firm stance she unveils a truth
like a warrior unwilling to capitulate.

At last it is complete
the mirror reveals the amazon
victorious under a statuesque figure
so I may submit to this grand epitome.

Fabrice B. Poussin