Poise

Amy Bonner

I must step
From star to star
Amid the shadowed planets
That hang in the profound deepness
Of bottomless space,
With thin clouded draperies
Filming about my feet
In eddies of motion.
My path is as wide
As the pageantry of worlds
That fling themselves out
In the dance of fettered motion;
And I shall stride
As though all were still.