A poem I wrote back in Novemeber 2010. I was just writing to see what would come out and this is what came out.
What about the thoughts of the one truly that lies within?
I do not know the thoughts that lie within.
It is only imagined. It is not known. It cannot be known; but dream.
Dream and soar; to new heights of flight. Flight that takes you to new heights.
Where can that be seen? Where can that be known?
In the starry fields of the desert. In the wakes of the flowery cavern. In the operatic lands of December.
Oh, wait not and see not what you can dream.
Dream and let it be known. Dream and let it be seen.
Do a jiggity jig. Dance the rumbles of the thunder.
Run your hands through the tall green grassy hills of what you know it is.
You know.
You’ve been there.
You’ve been where I have never been.
You’ve seen what I have never seen.
Fear not and take the plunge; into the sea of the unknown. Let it consume you, let it fulfill you, let it speak to you.
It knows you like no other. It will not lie to you, it cannot lie to you – only you deny what its truths tell.
So dream and swim; swim and dream
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