Youth

Upon contemplating the strong, young arms of Hilary Hahn as She plays Tchaikovsky.

Sturdy, strong
strutting like a stallion
pawing our piece of earth.

Supple sapling
we hold our fruit high upon
bold, brash branches.

We are first, fresh, forever.

It is all up to Her

Meditation upon Youth:

They will ask Her:

So, what do you want to do with your life?

Become a lawyer? Scientist? Teacher? Veterinarian? Chef? Librarian? Soldier? Minister?

Perhaps an auto mechanic? Model? Bank teller? CEO? Concert pianist?

Maybe a writer? Waitress? Airline pilot? An actress?

Ever thought about becoming an artist? A doctor? A dancer? A union organizer?

When their chatter ceases, ultimately,

the decision is Hers to make.

All the world is open before Her

like a soft, spring field

in whose soil Her feet have yet to leave a print.