Captured Inspiration--My 1st Villanelle

The growing change in feeling, ideas; my awakening, rebirth of self in commonality.
Furthered on toward destiny, destinations beyond my mentioning.
Increasing in purpose, in severity.

Such a thing that it is to be constant, progressing continually.
A thing that is of its own will and volition, proceeding—
The growing change in feeling; ideas, my awakening, rebirth of self in commonality.

It all comes to rest here, to be opposite of any sense of meaning, eventually.
To where it leads? To where it all has been leading:
Increasing in purpose, in severity.

Out from where it “should” be, and quit fortunately;
Away from all its “origin,” strayed from its path in planning—
The growing change in feeling, ideas, my awakening: rebirth of self in commonality.

Winding along through the contours—independent of my own will, single mindedly.
To where? Who knows.—To where ever it’s soul objective may be—abiding;
Increasing in purpose, in severity;

Maybe to the core of all I am, what is of me, my being; to my very soul, slowly.
It continues on enveloping—swallowing, and yes, still growing.—
The growing change in feeling, ideas, my awakening, rebirth of self in commonality:
Increasing in purpose, in severity.


Note: The poem entitled “The Captured Inspiration of My 1st Villanelle” is written in bound verse using the following patter: AbA’ abA abA’ abA abA’ abAA’ – making it a French Villanelle. It is an expression of the inner inspiration experienced during its own creation.