Tuesday, December 27, 2011

On Being, Becoming, and Love

The sloping path retreating to nowhere
Found me some close companions who were willing
To follow me – I fell – no matter there
Was not a goal – my aimless life was thrilling.

My aimless wanderings ceased and I went out
And lost all my companions – potential
And prospects, instability and doubt
Far less attractive than life as a null.

Now I have found success, fame in my art,
And I now find myself loved once again
By close companions – so, when did I start
Being Attractive – when did it begin?

Is love so fickle that it must have being
Alone and never can embrace becoming?

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