Will to be – Art and Poetry
Will to be
Two at a time, no matter what,
Are the cliffs that stand on the sea
And crest by crest, build up to the peak.
When one is a one, no thing is a thing
And one will not be.
Until two become two and scours
Through the summits then molds
All the stones,
And breaks through the fractures
in the empty-full null.