Lean into the sun, a flower
ever trapped and free in itself;
have no delusions of power,
being able to will yourself
to move on command is more than
that for which you were built. Don't plan
on living for yourself, but learn
to see your tame so that you burn
with a will that is more than free;
choose to be in your proper place,
to hold this world in your embrace
with a will that is more than free.
You have that gift of roots and wings
that ever ease and ardor brings.
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Star Trek: The Original Sonnets
PoetryEvery Monday at http://wondertalesprovidence.blogspot.com I post a reaction to an episode from Star Trek: The Original Series. Thematically inspired by certain episodes, some posts have verses which I have adapted into a series of Pushkin sonnets. E...
