PASSING MATTERS
LOVE … is a passing matter;
others passed this way before,
passing passion and delight,
passing moments of despair,
passing ‘round the curve of time
to find,
life’s passing matters matter not.
THOUGHT… is a passing matter;
passing passersby unseen,
I pass in crowded Solitude,
knowing as I pass alone,
ALL pass alone, together,
alone arriving at the thought,
Life’s passing matters not.
LIFE … is a passing matter;
all are merely passersby,
passing to a bend in time,
where passing matters,
that passing mattered so,
will matter (not) again
to passing passersby.
… passing Life in Thought, I see,
LOVE’s passing mattered most …
… to me …
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Rhey W. Hedges, Feb 8,1981
RHEY W. HEDGES
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