Pause To Wonder
Pause to wonder, and in pausing try
To recollect your past and why
You’ve cause to wonder, not to wander,
Retrospect turned to meander.
Now you see it, now you don’t! If
You don’t search you won’t. Though you sniff
At old aromas, have the past shoved
Right before you by a scent loved
Long ago, cry at wounds
That never heal, at tunes
Sung long gone, at sins forgiven not,
Forgotten not, the blood clot
Never will dissolve, resolve,
Or just plain solve attachment, for
The only time that wondrous pause
Gives tit for tat,
Is if the tat is in the silent unattached. Abstruse?
It’s truth, the stitch in time
Given for tat, for when
You stop to think of then,Rememb’ring what in time saves nine, take
‘Stitch’, sew ‘then’ to ‘now’, then break
The ‘now’ sewn to forever.
That seed sown adjusts the ‘never’. –
And you have it! Tit for tat. ‘Now’
Is forever torn from ‘then’. How
All and you are one! As you blunder
On through life, thunder struck, under
Strife, momentarily torn asunder,
Take that time and pause to wonder.
© Pause To Wonder 1.1955
Definitely Didactic; Circling Round Reality; To The Child Mystic;
The Processes:Creative,Thinking, Meditative;
Arlene Corwin
Tags: 1955, life's miracles
