Turning
I am not looking. I am not waiting
but turning about beginning
I have not become
but in the turning have drawn
from dust around me
a thin line for spinning
and I have not fallen down
have not changed
but I have struck a bargain
with grains and pieces
of large things
and I do not try
but sometimes wish
when I think I see
and I think I know.
Copyright 1993 Beridha.
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