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
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
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
Brilliant Poem! Love it.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much. Its one of the few poems I've written that I'd be willing to present in public forem. :)
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