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“All” — C.Birde, 2/18

 

We

are all…

All we are

combined,

defined

by little more

than errant thought

and impulse

wrapped in organs,

tissue thin.

Are we all

we all

are

?

 

— C.Birde, 2/18

 

2 Comments

  1. Thanks for this poem (it’s a bit of a tough twister). After my second reading I began to think about Pierre Teihard de Chardin’s “Divine Milieu”. All we are and can become is evolving.

    • Thank you, Tom — I’ll look up “Divine Milieu” 🙂 I’m reading a philosophical physics book right now, which has been calling to mind the Buddhist concept of the illusions of self and separation…and, while I was walking Josie, this dropped into my head. 🙂 Maybe I’m absorbing something!


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