All The Things Are Going On At Once Poem by Shalom Freedman

ALL THE THINGS ARE GOING ON AT ONCE

All the things are going on at once-
Too many of them
And my mind cannot see in its present perception
The whole complicated web of them-
They are more than the Present
And yet the present itself is all that will ever express them-

I don’t want to die
But when I do
Worlds will go with me
That I never had a chance
To consciously connect and create-

Too bad perhaps
For my Infinity lost-

But there are other Infinities
Many many
And larger than mine-
And the losses
Are perhaps great as the Universe itself
Which too is largely a loss and a waste of connections
Unexpressed.