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The Devotion Given To Our Disciplines
You,
Are a dancer.
Dancing is what you do.
I write,
But enjoy dancing.
You,
Are an architect.
That is what you do.
I write,
But enjoy architecture.
You,
Are a photographer.
And you exhibit this.
I write,
But enjoy taking pictures.
You,
Sing.
Like no one I've heard.
I write,
But enjoy singing.
And,
The devotion given to our disciplines,
Has given us a purpose to define.
Our destinies.
However,
I can not demand you spend time with me.
If I am respecting how you spend your time.
If we are respecting with admiration,
Of one another's gifts.
There is an obvious difference of applied,
Concentration.
We must be left to do what we do,
To do it until it is done.
With a lesser time given to schedule visitations.
Somewhere.
Somehow.
And why?
We became married and attached to our crafts.
poem
by
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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