november breeze

written 30 november 1994, after i'd finished early registration at the university of new orleans

i sit in front of the library
my new library
and look out at the quad
my new quad
and as the chill november breeze
makes me wish i'd brought a jacket
i feel elated
frightened
excited
apprehensive
all at once
it seems like a dream
like i am not really here

maybe i want it to be a dream
so that i can wake up
and not have to face
the danger
and exhilaration
of spreading my wings
and leaving my old familiar nest

but it is time to fly
and now i have the courage
to make that fateful leap