Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Being

I hold the moment,
Yet unproven by trial or memory.
What I do not know;
What will be known. 

And so too,
The moment holds me.

I am what I am. 

I am bound, 
As you are free.

Forever in doubt, 
Lacking the rage,
Or courage or fire
For life.
For living.
For being.




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