Here we see
Minds
Cloud floes
Slow shadows
Cast upon the green-blue range of seas
Random hues merge
In ways thought evokes
Notions –
Inner threads –
Slide through arching lines
Of time
Would I end as me? –
Or might the two be three?
Opposites –
They intertwine,
Seek out a way to meld,
Synergise –
Singletons
Are only good for nascence
We need the more
For coalescence,
Offer up the blossom
Of epiphanies
And then we’ll all
Command the outreach of sky
Those giant plumes are here
And WE! –
We’ve ousted fear!
And so might you!
We’ve all so much –
So much to do
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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