It has been a lifetime of, well, meditation: Meditation/prayer, prayer weaker (more appeal and supplication Than an offering without a question).
Not really lifetime, I admit, but, Years and years of seeking It, Approaching It, trying to find, bind Arlene With hope that she’ll become more than a hopeless dope; Hope and that arcane, otherworldly word That rhymes with earth and mirth and forth and wraith:
“What can it be?”(said she inscrutably). Of course, it’s faith! The hardest of the hard. (Don’t let them kid you what they say they’ve got it) Faith both gift and hard, hard practice. Owning, losing day to day.
It’s been a lifetime – that’s for sure. But life continues now to now: Day to day, year to year And meditation and the prayer (Each in its place) continue too. The real me Still uncompleted As of our poetic meet This very heartbeat.
It’s Been A Lifetime Of…7.13.2017 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Pure Nakedness; Arlene Corwin