Everything, Always and Nothing
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Friday, December 16, 2005
We understand
Life is a Mystery,
But, I don’t believe
It has to be, but, It does,
And It doesn’t,
And It is,
And It isn’t,
And I know Nothing is Nothing,
and Everything.
We don’t understand,
Life is Eve-history,
But, I believe
We know it is,
And it can be, again,
And Everything, Always and Nothing
is relatively corrupted History.
I can comprehend,
Now hourly, Life is
What-comes-to-be,
But, I now conceive
Life came to be, when it did,
And, It can be Always or Nothing
of Everything's ‘History’.
We don’t comprehend,
Life is Time’s movement,
Yet, I believe
We Know it moves,
And, it can be, again, be
An unsteady Friend of
Everything, Always,
and Nothing.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 12/16/05
Too good for superlatives - too good to stay quiet.
Peace,
B
I salute You, Poet!
Thank You.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
You are missed????
Love Tinka