It seems we all must sometimes sink
to depths we never knew existed,
must sometimes feel the pain of a dream we've lost
and known no comfort for.
Yet we need that pain to strip us bare
of all life's false ambitions,
to bring us back to face ourselves
in a place before beginnings.
And when we're there we change somehow,
we come to see just who we are and where we've been,
and maybe where we're going.
January 17, 1982
Billings, Montana