Poem August 31, 1987 Issue

Where I'm going

Hogarth W. Eastman

My direction
speed
arrival time
are determined
by my purpose.

An unclear
less than pure
less than single
purpose
may mean I'm going
nowhere very much
or going too slowly
arriving late
and missing the event.

Let the atmosphere
of my thought
be purified
of its smog
that Love's purpose
shining clearly
burning fervently
in my heart
may impel me
resolutely
unhindered
in a direct line
to its fulfillment.

Hogarth W. Eastman

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