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Not rigid poles,
marking the ends, of a line
static and unchanging
a yes or a no situation
in clear black and white

Not even arcs of a circle,
segments, wedges,
me in the center,
segmenting time
places where spokes alight

Points on a sphere
upon the dome
ever turning, whirling,
moving like a ball
rolling across an uneven floor

Such are the choices
my calling, my purpose
my gifts and my talents
my identifies, roles moving
not an either - or
but yes to them all


edited April 19, 2010
March 23, 2010
on the multi-faceted roles,
personae that I have,
as poet, attorney, Christian,
husband, son, father, neighbor,
friend, etc.



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