Mosaic of Mind

It's apparent to me

Ideas seem to be 

the most powerful thing in the world

Guiding our minds

and changing in time,

always in a constant swirl

Capturing them 

in a font or ink pen

like a snapshot frozen time

Allows others to view

What we thought that we knew

before we continued to climb

Fore each thought is leaf on a many branch tree,

each branch a structure of mind,

The mind, is then, the tree itself

The forest is mankind

Looking too close at any one leaf,

on a branch that continues to grow,

May leave the observer in disbelief

of what the tree has to show

Some leafs seem too rough,

when looked at alone,

to be very pretty at all

Its not always enough

away from limb,

insignificantly small

but catching a glimpse
of all the small points,
helps see past the debris

to the branch that supports

the leaf where it sits,
and better interpret the tree

So to any wonderers
wandering around
unsure of what there's to find

Remember each leaf
is just one fine dot

in this growing Mosaic of Mind