What I Know
by Maya Rabinowitz, '2012
The sapphire sky, the crisp air, and a wave of nostalgia
lifts me off the ground, carries me
back to my days here
when I knew I could reach for that glittering sky,
yet still have the ground beneath me
ready to catch me if I fell.
Here, where I never questioned
the love, joy, magic of the world.
Here I was not blind to reality.
If anything, my eyes were more open
watching, looking for all the beauty.
I was raised here
leaning against the ancient maple tree,
even at 7 or 8
that this was a good life.