Maybe past has passed
Through language, but,
I have not, passion-wise.
I am a psychoticall
Study of myself,
Humanity-guarded,
I know what I mean,
It isn’t physical, it’s..
Developmental!
Oh, man, not this, again,
Responsibility!? But, what
It syllables, separates.
Maybe passed has past,
Maybe nought. Maybe, but,
I’m still aging, otherwise.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 2/20/09
When I read the above line, it echoed immediately in my thoughts with this interpretation: I know the meaning of my being; and the meaning of my being here. It struck me as one of the most powerful realizations that any individual--poet or pauper or genius or idiot--could ever hope to realize. Much gratitude for the shared notes from your ongoing journey.
Aberjhani
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.