ANDACOMMA
Epiphanately.
Obviously.
Got my Berenstain Bears right in front of me
And all of this past looking back at me
Wondering "What do I see?"
This Magic Mirror in front of me
Shows through - like a window - at beauty
That's vexed me and stirred me and stewed me
Through thoughts that became
And consumed me
ANY due-course is perfection
Once you have a true sense of direction
Given methods
for its
detection
It's designed for erase and correction.
Our lives in each actual moment
Are the sum of both done and annulment
Each second we breathe is a drama
We're all zeros and ones
And a comma