When Being Becomes

When being becomes

The river undeterred

By the depths it plumbs...

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Do you hear the drums

And the unspoken word

When being becomes?

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Scattered breadcrumbs

Feed a little bird

By the depths it plumbs.

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It's dawn in the slums

And our life is absurd

When being becomes!

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Even the bums

Know that hope is lured

By the depths it plumbs.

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Hear the thundering drums

And the unspoken word

When being becomes

By the depths it plumbs!

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Commentary: This villanelle references what has become my favorite poem: Emily Dickinson's Hope is the Thing with Feathers. I found this poem when I was in a dark place and slightly rearranged it into an a cappella piece, which has become a mantra of sorts for me. You can listen to it for free here:

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