We set a time and place
Compass points in
an unending universe
It seems an easy thing
Finding you
Finding anything
The key is to be specific
Terra Firma
Objects in space
An embodied individual
But perception tilts,
The round world spins
What if string theory is only a beginning?
The shifting known
The ever present unknown
I believe in this future
One event after another
To keep a fragile mind fixed somewhere
They tell me there is no central intelligence
No consciousness observing,
overseeing the multifaceted psyche
No woman in the theater of the mind
Watching the movie of my life
So limited by my senses –
On second thought, it may be a miracle to meet you
On any road, anywhere, at any time
If I rejoice you’ll forgive me
These simple, containable plans
Go marching into the wild
To the deepest unknowns.
Some deep thoughts. Cyn
“Watching the movie of my life”
Really vivid imagery you create, a kind of out of body type experience with this one.
think it is a miracle if we meet the one..one of the biggest miracles i can think of…and then we know and sometimes we know without ever meeting…i like your thoughts and how you wove this
Thanks, I enjoyed your poem, the holy roman empire through checkpoint charley. I write a blog about the arts that may interest you, http://chromalexicon.com.
wow. nice bit of philosophical dancing…nothing is random for me so if we chance to meet it was meant to be…which give all the more reason for rejoicing…
Philosophy is a long time love of mine. Mingling science, philosophy, and the arts is a recurring theme in my artistic production. Thank you for your comment.
this reminds me of an atomic particle, its layers and revolutions
and then as if silently there is this union – not a chemical reaction
a bond that momentarily silences the universe
your words are well thought out, intelligent and captivating