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A Poem

By Anthony J. Fejfar

© Copyright 2007 by Anthony J. Fejfar

Being is my Love,
My heart rings true,
Golden Sonnet,
Forest Dew

Being is Understanding,
An Act so Pure,
The end of man,
Of this I’m sure.

Being is part Substance

This I know,
Forest Glen,
Mountain Snow.

Being has no cause,

This is sure,
Beginning without beginning,
Water pure.

Being is an Ocean,
With waves and tide,
Sparkling water,
Glistening ride.

Being is a Field,
Of Quantum Wheat,
Ready forever,
My soul to meet.