The Conscious Mind Poem by Tom Billsborough
The Conscious Mind
You are the now, I your past event,
Disguised as consciousness,
The living model of your intent.
My senses swarm like bees,
Perpetually in motion,
Collecting nectar with mechanical ease,
Whilst you create the honey,
Which, as an afterthought,
I am allowed to see.
In consciousness living model of consciousness of internet seems to be like sense of bees. An amazing sharing is done here. This is interesting poem is shared....10
Yes, I had the image of the mind as a hive, . As you say rather like the Internet. That's a good point, Kumarmani.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Hi Tom, I love the vision of the sense swarming like bees, an excellent visual. as usual another lovely piece.
Thanks Anna. I was looking at the Dahlias a the time. The bees love them and and the Snapdragon too!