Forging into the future, seeing into an atmosphere light
years ahead of time, placing self in the center of it's
mathematical sequences.
Taking circuitous routes throughout life, yet coming to
the same conclusions as when thinking was started, find-
ing fault with the process.
Changing creatively into imagination where concepts are
completing lines of rhythms being coded in many varieties
effortlessly from an inner waterfall.
Seeking answers that curiosity allows to fall from doubts
and questions that pile themselves deeply into ravines
and canyons rippling within my being.
Nothing coming to the forefront unless intellect elicits
the help of imagination where a creative process sets it-
self in place.
Seeing melodies playing chords and sounds in the beauty
of my soul forevermore throughout the existent years yet
to come about.
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I enjoyed that poem. Curiosity is the first stage of learning. If we aren't curious of how or why things are, we won't be able to learn and make the world better. Thank you for sharing this is a 10 out of 10.