Becoming - Poem by Jay Kasturi
More I trusted my passion then
than my meditation now.
The years strive and shape
the chaos into a sober line,
multiplying entities in deliberation –
negative coefficients of temperance,
neatly fitting the exuberance
into an algebraic derivation.
Better my passion then than
the march of the numbers now.
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