Reaching Out

See how the child reaches out instinctively

To feel how the fire will feel.

See how the man reaches out instinctively

For what he cannot have.

The pull and the push of it all.

Reaching out for the hand

Reaching out for the hand that smacked

Reaching out for that hand to hold

Reaching out for the Star

Reaching out for the Star that explodes

Reaching out for Mama.

See how the flower leans instinctively toward the light

See how the heart reaches out instinctively

For no reason but to touch.

The pull and the push of it all.

Reaching out for the hand

Reaching out for the hand that smacked

Reaching out for that hand to hold

Reaching out for the Star

Reaching out for the Star that explodes

Reaching out for Mama.

(Can't we see . . . . . . . . .)

Reaching out for Mama.