Reach Poem by ronald stroman

Reach:

into yourself for your self;

self address your priorities,

as well as, mail yourself a surprise.


Reach:

until your mind reaches back,

and delivers a better understanding,

of what your father said was a vision:

in the things, your mother dreamt.


Reach back;

and thoughtfully go forward,

to when you were a child;

sitting in your grandfather's church,

and let your memory “listen” once again:

to what your grandmother spiritually preached.


Reach high:

like stars sprinkling down

and showering you from heaven,

with brothers & sisters,

as the whole world gets to know;

that you are not ashamed

to get on your knees,

to pray for them;

as they have prayed for you.


Reach:

like a pick-pocket;

into the pockets of golden opportunity

and let prosperity-

hand you back... buried treasure.


Reach:

like “tomorrow” is a mystery

hopefully solved,

and today is all the 'hope, '

you asked for yesterday;

that your 'teacher, ' hoped

you would believe in today.


Reach:

for the idea of love worth finding;

in those who love you too,

and share some beautiful moments,

with those who found love,

from you, in you: a gift.


Reach:

for the idea of life itself,

as your children’s' children

breathe your existence

and the idea of “you, ” multiplies.


Reach out:

like everyday of your life,

is a birthday party,

with every breathe taken:

the sweet gift of ice cream & cake.


Reach into places:

that had no previous history,

to find if cancer's cure

is yours to discover in the future,

and let what you scientifically find: add

as well as, include.


Reach as high as you can.


Reach for all the places:

your mind goes to in Disney World,

that your imagination wonders about

and actually... send your body there.


Reach down deep:

like life is warning you,

to build another Noah’s Ark,

and you have to reach deeper

to build it: before it rains.


Reach and keep reachin':

like life is a beautiful thing,

and “today” is all the tomorrow...

yesterday ever needed.