Saturday, February 5, 2011

Poem

Things

Wonderment.
In things unseen and things seen
In every living thing;
And yet nothing
for what is a thing
and where does it lead?
So much unknown and so much to know.
I could go I could stay--
The decision is mine
The decision is his.
Whether I stay or whether I leave
Things are set.
The change will not come.
Things unseen
Things unknown.

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