I know dreams are the creative energy of personal experience
filtered through the synaptic portals of collective vision,
merging and formatting with the membrane of shifting selves
I know the world is a universal bubble
designed to expand-
its potential to burst,
results from the chaotic pattern of heavy footprints
its inhabitants indiscriminately abandon
on the hardened surface of its delicate skin
I know the universe is an endless creative effort
spurred on by some greater imagination
observing itself
forming the very shapes it inhabits
on the body of its own ineffable soul
I know chaos, turmoil and mayhem
are the mirror siblings of law, beauty and order
joined at the hip at birth
I know nature is the nurturer
and slayer of its own remarkable being
and life and death are fluctuating stages
of presence and absence,
of motion and inertia
I know the mind is a miracle,
a gift of logic and emotion
that has just begun to learn how to imagine
how to write its own cookbook:
a series of recipes unbound
enjoyed...
Art Sun...
Bravo...
Regis
Blessings
Ch'erie
For me, this poem is remarkable. Your incredible insight lights this up from the inside-out. Your word choices are perfect. I love the use of the word "membrane." I like that you say "I know" and not "I think" or "believe." I connected with each line and felt the truth of what you wrote here deeply. This is my favorite of yours; I think it surpasses even my wildest expectations. I'd love to see you have this published.
Ron
Fee
Great pen, much to ponder...
dreaming is living... I think.
Those "unbound recipes" are the best kind! Thanks for sharing yours with us.
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph
An enlightened and creative mind wrote this. -gene.
In Spirit,
Bear
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Jude, your writings are kind of challenging the readers to think, not just read and turn the page.
Good, my friend, very good.
Georg
Newfie hugs, Rose
Take care,
Sherry
Much peace, love, and light
Amber "V"
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Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen