I’ve dared to look upon the stars in wonder, in awe, and dream.
I’ve dared to think for myself and challenge that thinking, to question it, to ponder my own existence.
I’ve dared to believe in love, to hope, to have faith.
I’ve dared to write poetry only that my voice might find you listening in the night.
Time will come when these worlds will pass away, and these words too. But that they lived, in passion,
for a moment, in the heart of love, is all.
Teri Skultety, poetess, 9/18/2018