Synopsis Poem by AHO Speaks

We are given the knowledge of our world and not much more
Outer space is still outer space and not an open door
Life is a journey of time for conscious thoughtful acts and not a guided tour.

Physical and mental change are crucial for the human to become a being Who we were, who we became and who will we become, part of seeing
Life is filled with questions of import not just for agreeing.

The human mind is unique in presenting us with insistence and difference
A thought or an idea should be examined and not just to offer resistance
Very little in life is achieved without persistence.

Knowledge is the harvest from questioning seeds that arise from out of thought
The uniqueness of a human mind is just about all we have got
Seek and you shall find are not just words of naught

Our holy and sacred grail is the soul each one receives
It is thoughts that count and only the obvious; we need to believe
When in doubt question again. not to be deceived.

A child's mind is a beautiuful wonderful place
More magnificent and miraculous than even heavenly grace
It grows and changes in a climate of freedom and human faith.

The mind is a priceless gift as our eternal mirror of earthly time
God gave you yours assuredly as the creator gave me mine
As the center of love; inside the circle, of a single compassionate line.

The mind is our chalice to put into and remove
Earthly life is a journey to keep our soul or else we lose
Thought can be of light or darkness made by what we chose.

What is a mind and how will we know
Quite obvious as it sits inside our heads and we allow it to grow
What we know as an adult, we knew not as a child and that is so.

I have used Webster's International dictionary as my primary guide
Yet when I counted the female contributors I almost cried
Imagine the female mind is treated as irrelevant by those who lied..

More words and meanings came from the minds of men
Since the beginning of time and that includes when and then
Man has been in charge before the scribes and before the pen.

Words do not live forever but become archaic, obsolete and finally die
Just as a language of words not used by the living; can not survive .
If time did not include change then no one would be alive.

What our sense's present are as energy stored in our mind
Questions asked as seeds to sow and hopefully the lame will walk in time
A good rule of thumb is what is yours is yours and what is mine is mine.

Every act carries intent, choice and desire
Some conscious, most by reaction; and rarely questions prior
Their is a presence of evil on earth from the lowest to the higher