Betwixt And Between Poem by Elaine Oxamendi Vicet

Have you ever wanted to be alone
in a crowded room?
No one to miss you but notice you
with pleasantries
unreal and superficial
Is this surreal?

Have you ever wanted to cry out aloud and die?
I know, you ask, if I die..then how do i cry?
Yet I know that when i cry and die - in the one place
I am born in another.
So I choose to die so that I can
Be
born in another!

Have you ever wanted to be alone with yourself,
your thoughts, your very being..just being in the
Be?
in one room..one place..crowded though..
with that one child, spouse, lover, friend, family...oh what am I saying..
crowded with everyone...
Have you ever just wanted to be..just being in the Be.? !
although you live in a crowded space..maybe place..
too much to savour but never to really taste.

Am I asking too much..is it an unreasonable request?

Aren't we intended to Be?
Or is the intent-not really the intent?

My word!


Betwixt and between.

To be pertually in a place
a mode
a crossroads
of betwixt and between!

Choose..must choose..
Just choose!

Selah!
Nomoreofthisbeinginbetween.

October 4 2009
9: 30am