
Lines each their own pathway follow
Unmindful of their fellows’ ways
And yet each one’s journey
Intersects in grand display
Are we too like these stripes opaque
Destined to converge,
And when we meet shall we also
Create a work masterful when we merge?
Padre
The quintessential question … my answer, a hopeful yes. Wonderful write …..
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Serene
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we have all merged here on dverse tonight. wonderful poem
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I am very hopeful of that wonderful convergence!
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I really like what you did with the theme of convergence! Your subtle theological premise at the end is a nice touch!
Dwight
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Great take on convergence and the accompanying image
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excellent opening lines that lead us to the overwhelming question (as Eliot puts it)
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Maybe occasionally.
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Isn’t this what happens when two people meet and begin a friendship that then sweeps along with it each friend’s friends?
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