thinking
Posted in Poetry | By tim |
Hazy-blue skyline on a burning summer day
Buildings standing starkly. All the dreams have gone away
Nothing but the church bell, bringing in the lazy noon
Everything is waiting on the coming of the moon.
This isn‘t any old place you‘d find along the way
This is a backdrop. A stimulus for thoughts to have their say
First admire the beauty of the multi-shaded sky
Then the mighty sun and its great unblinking eye
Next the sparkle on the water, splashing to the ground
Now the leafy dappled shade, slowly moving round
First impressions : uninspiring for the idle passerby
Look again my friend, you‘ll see, there‘s more than meets the eye
Like searching for a lonely face, hiding in the clouds
Like watching distant sailing ships emerge from misty shrouds
Finding out the truth, when the world is full of lies
A moment like when sunshine penetrates the frozen skies
Here comes a rush of thoughts, arriving thick and fast
Looking to the future, building on the past
Oblivious now to the surroundings, nothing else is real
Focus completely on what the mind and body feel
There‘s some kind of strange parallel with life being drawn
Bathing thoughts in clarity, like the freshness felt at dawn
Now the sky‘s the future, sometimes cloudy, sometimes starred
Everywhere there is freedom yet so many doors are barred
Here the reality swims into view. Sun still beating strong
Nothing is different. Yet all has changed. Time is ticking on
Where there was fog, now there is vision. Thoughts neatly filed
Where there was chaos, now there is order. Feelings reconciled.
Thinking alone has the power to do that.
Change the world. Overnight.
Think and think good thoughts.
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