Miranda

[Baut Images: Tiny Dancer (Ebony Jewelwing)]

They call her Miranda
she's a tiny dancer
flitting from floor to floor.

She dances and whirls
Priouettes and twirls

floating like a cloud on the air.

The audience claps

as she ends her act

then starts up again, anew.

This time she's faster

as silver flashes

up around, then down to the ground.

But none hardly see

as her daggers she sheaths

and puts them well out of sight.

For who'd ever know

from Miranda's warm glow

that she had another agenda.

2012 Roger Allen Baut

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Many Lives

[Baut Images: Pathless Path]

How many paths do we travel in one life?

How many roles do we play in one life?

How many lives do we live in one life?

And yet, so many do not see

How each 'now' moment,

How each 'new' experience,

Leads them from there, to here.

And how every choice shapes us

Into who we are today.

Like the potter, who shapes

The clay on the wheel; round and round.

Molding and shaping.

Shaping and molding.

Molding and shaping.

Shaping and molding.

Every choice that we make,

A door opens to a new future,

That goes on shaping

Us into, who we are today.

How many roads have we driven in one life?

How many people have we passed by in one life?

How many lives do we live in one life?

Many lives...

 

2012 Roger Allen Baut

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