All At Once Author:Robert M. Wilson All, At Once While turning onto Fourth Street I noticed, all at once, That everything was equal Behind unequal fronts. There was no past or future, The old and young were both, Not even good and evil, Just everpresent growth. All distances had duped me With here and there which-hunts. This street was all-embracing, Including al... more »l, at once. So when I tire of 'movies' And Third Street cartoon shows, I step around the corner To feel how oneness flows.« less