Turned Around — Image by kenne
Turned around,
Here am I.
Knowing how,
Not the why.
Young in heart
Old in age.
Feeling the itch,
Pacing the cage.
Inner peace,
Knowing the thou.
Learning to write
Thesis of now.
Turned around,
Found love.
Living the moment,
Free as a dove.
Still learning,
When to talk.
Listening for,
Beat of the walk.
Reality is now,
Truth in the heart.
Singing the knowledge,
Requiem to smart.
Turned around,
Found beauty in art.
Traveling the future,
With Dylan and Descartes
— kenne
Becoming is Superior to Being 
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This poem really worked for me, kenne. Recently I have been doing a lot of thinking about life as I grow older, about figuring out what I want to do and who I want to be. The final stanza with beauty, art, Dylan, and Descartes seemed to be a great summary of my internal contemplation. Thanks.
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Thanks, Mike. I wrote this a few years back, and with more time having passed under my feet, it means even more.
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