If someone told me
that if you did something hard enough
your sorrows couldn't break through
I'd believe it.
What I wonder today,
reading this thick, satisfying novel,
is if there's a way to keep it that way.
To be forever engrossed in the melody of a writer,
oblivious to the world as you float among
the cool river of words that rushes too fast
for problems to stand firm enough to keep from
toppling over.
If you told me it was possible, I'd believe you.
Because I want to.
