a poem

OK then,
let's take a look
at this poem, though
I realise that we really
don't have time
to give it the attention it deserves,
to devote that energy, that
concentration,
even
that peace of mind,
that is taken up with the thousand
and one things that have to be done,

YES, if only we had the chance
to channel our deepest into
the essence of being that
the author tries to bring
to us and to himself
as he examines the human condition,
the one that concerns us all
in our every moment

TIME
to read this poem
as we'd like, - quietly,
calmly, relaxed, breathing deeply;
focusing mind, spirit,
soul...
on nothing;
placing self in the metre,
the flow, the swing of meaning,
the sibilance of sounds;
drinking the moment;
being there;
pausing
on
each

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af sept 12 1997
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