Each One a Star

People ask "who am I?" and I say "You"
(I am "Me"): let the answered question shine
The questioned answer manifest to see
That we are who we are and that is fine
With me and I trust you find it fine too
As we agree to be (or not to be)

One-shoe-dropped awaiting the other shoe
We tend to forget in the to-and-fro
Within all our inscrutability
We share a knowing grin behind our face

Beneath the skin we all are much the same
Our differential specificity
Intended to our credit not our blame
So let us live it up and down with grace

On fundamental questions we agree
And hope to have some fun before we go
As we cooperate to play this game
Of life which we win by having been born
From bud to full-blown bloom effectively
Surviving the rose and also the thorn
Ferreting out the false to find the true

We never have much time we never know
Embodying Socratic irony
We learn but to find out we never knew
But have been are and will be even so

Recycling most things creating a few
Our thoughts have wings our best ideas are free
And if to be (or not to be) we are
Within our galaxy each one a star

+Steven Curtis Lance



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