mark osaki
for Jenny Smagala Luciano
It was never meant to be a practical guide,
if you are both blessed and cursed
to live from one surprise to the next.
In truth, you prefer the out-of-the-way places
to the paved land bridge across
what is always visible and taken for granted.
The unseen dots eventually connect
and make one wary of hope:
the lump that should not be there,
or the hesitant look that comes too late.
Children have taught you to accept
gratitude over happiness,
as you faithfully follow the heart’s traceable map
of far dreams leading ever away
but always returning home.