Being is becoming
Dawn breaks, the day unfolds.
A crisp, fresh, untouched page
To explore, wide-eyed and innocent
The beauty, wonder and miracle of today,
Oggi, aujourd’hui, heute, dzisiaj.
Here comes Alice in Wonderland,
Chasing, chasing, chasing the white rabbit,
Until falling into that blissful coma
of inspiration overload,
She knows that there is nothing ever to catch or grasp,
That there is only that one door, which opens to another and another and another…
The door of imagination, eager anticipation
And an endless array of white rabbits…
But oh what fun, what joy, to see, to touch,
To hear and feel so very much,
To rise and fall, to rise and fall again, to be…
Being is oh so very becoming.