April 11, 2012

Once Through



World spins
and time treads
across pages
of my life.

A book I'm writing,
I didn't know.

I hold the pen
forming words
by choices
I make.

A book I'm writing,
I didn't know.

To this passage of time
may my words be true,
for I'm only going
once through.

~ Dorie



linked to Imperfect Prose
 

8 comments:

  1. Sometimes I get a little freaked out about the one chance nature of this life. It's such a balance to walk in grace and to be intentional about living the way I'm supposed to. I think this poem captured that tension for me. Thank you for sharing it!

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  2. true we only get one time through..and each choice, each experience is another page in our book...and each moment is one we never get back...

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  3. I love this Dorie - you have such a lovely way with words!

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  4. to this passage of time, may my words be true....

    uttering this prayer with you, friend. so glad to 'meet' you :) e.

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  5. God has gifted you with a way with words. Keep sharing!

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  6. "To this passage of time
    may my words be true,
    for I'm only going
    once through."

    really like this, can't wait to read more!

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  7. Wow, what an excellent metaphor for living life in light of the choices we make. Here's to making good choices.

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