and it was too grand for me?
Or if it didn’t suit my fancy,
being suited for a particular task
and having no interest.
What if my purpose commanded
humility to such a degree
I could not bend the reed
to yield to it.
No, I don’t think
I’ll let omnipresent powers
choose my purpose.
I have been built fine and
flexible, vain and brilliant,
I should choose
my own purpose.
Not to fill the universal wish
list, but to bring
the unexpected gift.
