There is an object;
it is tangible in this life.
You have a target.
You've seen it
or even touched it before.
Your mind's eye
recalls the glee it brought your heart
when you held it.
You have the power
to imagine
how good it will feel
to once again dance with your object.
You understand this.
You want this.
Your mind's eye saw you
and this image together
walking a great stretch.
Because you know its tangible
and possible,
because you know the sheer
delight like deja,
because you want it-Yes,
you want this,
you will work and wait.
You will focus and formulate.
you will toil and travail,
and because you want this
when all is done, you will prevail.
Your eyesight will behold
your beloved basket.
No longer alone
inside your head,
but alive and in your hand,
and you will dance.

Copyright 2006 by Justice Jones