The Time Being Poem by Tony Jolley
The Time Being
It hit me the moment you said it:
“…For the time being...”
It was so much more than just ‘for now’.
It spoke of life:
Life in the being.
The Be-ing.
Gettit?
Being.
Not doing.
No-one ever says:
“For the time doing”
Being.
In the end,
Time is all we have.
Time is for being.
Our whole lives are simply
The
Time
Being
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5/5/2024 7:01:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
makes sense... well writen