Poem: “Destiny”

Just so you folks think I haven’t forgotten completely about this here blog…


Hidden though the passages be
still we are compelled
to seek them

Never quite content to exist
in contentment however
sweet, we strive

Under these conditions, given
who and what we are
it seems impossible

For the classical definition
of celestial heaven
would be utter hell
for most of us

We simply cannot
sit still
for an eternity
without going
completely barking mad

– (c) Becca Morn, 2006

(This one also contains a special bonus, one of my most favorite turns of phrase, "barking mad".  Such a delightful and evocative metaphor)

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