The Lancean Specificity

Kicking Up the Dust of Destiny


A swirling circle of circumstance
Sans pomp as a happy happenstance
My circumnavigation by chance
Twirling like the Milky Way today

Kicking up the dust of destiny
Wondering about the rest of me
Coming becoming and come what may
Here I am so I might as well be

If by happenstance but happily
Turning when burning then learning and
Yearning but failing to understand
Whatever some call reality

Whatever forever never was
Never mind behind look up to see
Me do what whoever I am does
Whoever I am forever free

Anything can happen I know I
Did as I do without knowing why
So rather than destroy it I will
Enjoy it though filled with wonder still

The rest of me as the best of me
Now when always the best time to be
Now then will be my reality
Kicking up the dust of destiny

+Steven Curtis Lance



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