Disappointment and Delight

#Poem – worlds

Orbiting around
The center of my
World — which seems
To me to be neither
Sun nor other
Solar core —

I am propelled
Without course.
Just this spinning
That seems to be
Ever taking me back
To the same place
I've been.

And yet, in the
Midst of this
Getting-nowhere,
I find myself moved
To a new understanding:

I am all of these
Things in a way.
And yet,

I am not defined
By the orbit,
Nor the Sun,
Nor the Solar System.
These are but containers
And paths —
That which can
Come and go.

I am me;
The absolute and
Finite center
Of my own
Being and
Becoming.

~ by Stan Stewart
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