Here You Are Becoming
A free verse poem
Published in
Jul 29, 2022
Here you are,
becoming,
though I know not your origin,
you are arriving all the same,
unsure, nebulous,
and yet, as you are seen,
you are strung across this field of nothing,
painting in scribbles
that become ideas
that must be reshaped
and sheared
as creation must yield to composition,
knowing nothing but the growing
before the pruning along this vine,
this undefined branching skyward
as roots dig deeper, blindly
rooting this nothing,
seeking something,
finding solace in the act;
ah but who is seeking
and what is being sought;
who is thinking and
what is being thought
as you become
whatever’s becoming
of this page?
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