Transition…I think I am? I am a progression!
I am the vacancy between the alphabets.
My feet travel silently. Back and forth-side to side
with a blazing desire to transit. Asking who I am?
I am a transition-I reply, not a completion.
But a passage, traveling between the alphabets of time
in self-expedition-Yes, I am transition! Who am I?
Who should I be? Am I transition? I think I am!
I am passage transported by time. As my feet travel
silently between the alphabets-back and
forth and side to side with a flaming desire to
transit- To stop the madness of time.
I am not a completion,
but a transition.
I think I am?
Traveling between the
alphabets of time-Petitioning
self-expedition.
© 2009 Emu Getachew
the journey through the inner landscape..moving from one milestone to the other well penned
Has the strong nature of one highly motivated soul who's greatest joy in life it seems to always keep in tune with the many vibrations of the revolutionary beat of cosmos at all costs, ever been portrayed as light-winged as it has been in this wondrous piece of poetry here? Endless variations on truth are often times being read out aloud otherwise in the much less easy-going words of the less motivated, whose vain heads are trying so hard to compete with one another for constant self-importance in a world of transition, many of which are evermore outstretched flamboyantly on oh so high necks.
A very good transition of time as it moves on. Very good write. Lynn
the journey through the inner landscape..moving from one milestone to the other well penned
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'I am passage transported by time. As my feet travel silently between the alphabets-back and forth and side to side with a flaming desire to transit- To stop the madness of time.' Excellent poem, I am delighted. Marvelous imagination.10+++