Conversations Of The Mind Poem by Shannon Wade

Conversations Of The Mind



Conversations of the mind
I don’t run from her uniqueness
I accept her thoughts with open arms
Whether they are cleverly marked by passion
Or tiny droplets of joy
Even if pain falls into the equation I accept it all the same
I’ve come to realize something in particular
I am apart of all the quirky attributes
The very things that send my mind on a spin
I am the time bomb that explodes at any given moment
I am the pearl within the oyster shell
Or the vibrant lily in a desolate valley
I bring forth light when others attempt to dim my lantern
I am deeper than the outward epidermis
Bonding together with the anatomy that brings forth my physical form
Behind these ebony eyes lies a story
Called me

By Shannon Hogan

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