Member Poem

In the stillness,
a pulse stretches limits,
to those wondrous avenues,
are thoughts can explore.
It can take us on adventures,
whose course we sometimes dream of,
if only we had  gumption,
the guts to risk or dare,
take that vital  step,
to jewel encrusted rungs,
to a grotto paved,
with glistening  gold.