Scrapbook Prose

Found this in my notebook:

 

I’d rather be on the right side of history.

Sure, I might not make the books, or ride the ship,

but I’ll push the tides that guide its path

I can be the winds that move the sails,

or the waves crashing against the bow

 

At the very least

A distant Satellite

Calling commands

A moon to the tide

Steering ships

 

-T.R. (3/29/17)

 

 

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