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There’s plenty potential,
much less, actual;
but there’s more
to eventual arise.
Becoming and Being,
two ends of Been,
comes once
and is never again.
Idiosyncratic,
would seem to be magic,
but there’s more
in the mix
that is ken.
Uniqueness to fitness
to which one must witness
is the dance, in which chance,
never ends.
I have some gladness,
a tinge of some sadness,
in the once-ness
that will come to all things.
I am one
in the once
of a whim.
(revised 20 April 2013)
Copyright © 2011 Marvin Loyd Welborn. All Rights Reserved.
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Great write Marvin! You maintain a nice flow of the rhyme at the right places.
Hank
Hank, you are, as always, too kind. Thank you very much.
nice…that second stanza alone is profound and could stand alone…nice write…
Thanks Brian, I just revised the last stanza and title, now.
‘Becoming and Being,
two ends of the Been,
comes but once
and are never again.’
A lovely synopsis of the moment, brilliantly penned