The Whole Being Of Everything Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The whole being of everything
Hurtling forever around
Each a breath in the beginning
Some are never to be found
All is served to the facsimile
Life has given from ablaze
There it makes it for a while
Moldered into different clays

Listen to rhythm rounders
Every time when they show
Morn blue sky backgrounder
Robin songs that you know
Heed to the easy way about
The forest and the lazy river
Life on the enclosing route
Forces that pound and deliver

Erstwhile that hides inside
Shading the courses to be
Let them be yours to guide
Recall back the visions to see
Somewhere thrills to delight
Clearing the intuition of fey
Sensation - nearness so quite
Be absent or come as it may