From finite goals to infinite ideas
poets range, perspectives change at will,
accepted concepts challenge, alter till
puzzle pieces placed replace false fears,
frustrations, as true overview appears.
Open mind masks leaves behind to fill
links which seemed missing, thinking, inking. Skill
need not be an issue if message clears
the limitations filtering our ears
from signals strong too long unheeded. Still,
despite strange eddies 'progress' spins to frill
events which ripple-tripple, poet steers
beyond trite mundane compromise, to tune
to streams beyond the ken of men and moon.
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