small chance

by michelle lachut
(Fort Myers, FL USA)

If chance is small
still more is all hope for
different colored dawns
neon green suns setting
for electric blue moons rising
far in the distant heaven
where only black and dark remain
the night against the stars the same
Beneath I sleep in dream's reality
or wake and wish again improbably
of jumping off edges
stepping into sky
running through air
wanting; I fly