Mary Mc Creath
Being-Be-Coming - Poem by Mary Mc Creath
I am becoming a person, a woman,
A Christian, a religious.
I am not these yet- in a finished way.
I am becoming, I am becoming.
To be- coming is exciting. It began when I was born
And soon I entered into the process.
All that I experienced, things,
people, events, God - are -
coming to be before my eyes.
They are never the same for any length of time.
Again and again I have to learn to accept what 'is'
In its be-coming.
Again and again I am surprised at
Changes in the process of
When I let my awareness dull for a time.
It is like living in darkness, underground,
Be - coming for me is light, it is an energy
From within that lights up the way of
There is a paradox in becoming.
I become younger as I grow older.
I become filled as I become empty.
I become receptive in giving.
I become sure in unknowing.
I become myself outside myself.
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