Pacing Directions In A Million Translations... Poem by Frances Kay

Pacing directions in a million translations
Dimensions' sensations assailing my Soul
Breeze blowing me hither, thither and wither
I go, fortuitously ~ Heart's accompanying bell toll


Did I mention that, Life ~ Love's my extension
By its means are you strengthened... Life ~ it is written, like a scroll
One facet, many features, idiosyncrasies, creatures, components
Atonement's, some un-likely moments, duality for which all enrol


Expressions’ in-vers-ions are a mirror’s excursions
Exacting, both tenements of male/female tenants ~ pressed to in-tim(e) ate goal
Where one's, some's reflection or misguided deflection
When in metered convection... each, the other would extol


Did I mention that, Life ~ Love is compelling
Propelling, foretelling ~ hear how it’s yelling: Life … prepossessed, I unfold
Yet my glory is untold, and used often to scold ~ temperaments, those … who out-dwelling
Rebelling ‘gainst in-dwelling ~ not excelling, but expelling … in the cold, are found selling their Soul


Of imperative derivative, egos motivational ti(e) de
Co-opts with all or nothing that is everything I (eye) spied ~ glorified, allied... through consensus won by poll
Parole negates each sentence spanned... man's spark inflamed breezed fan ~ inherently creates a scan... revealing his own Quran
Min(e) d upon him-self, well dined... pre-tension re-assigned
~ aligned, combined, entwined, enshrined … time ~ Ascension stole