Center
by Siegfried Danzinger

To reach the point
And pass it
To hit the glass
And break it
To push beyond
To take it in
To breathe the air
And color
Flowing in
And filling
Lungs and sails
And promises
Fulfilled

To see, to hear,
To know it
With open
Smiling eyes
The bluest blue
Cascading in
And staying
Where I've made
This spot, this calm
That knows not
Storm or strife
The center of myself
And center of my heart