In my mind's cradle, Time
Stencils a vast flowering of stars
In that lush pasture of our becoming.
How from birth's first explosion
Perception blooms as the rose
Pink eye of the helix
Nebula. And how, in the deep blue
Silence, songs sparkle
Along the pathways of the brain.
So many notes contained
Within each thought, each gesture.
As silent as a shadow, our unconscious
Mind maps out our future!
Who can form the words
Of sufficient beauty to honour
Fully these complex structures?
Perception, thought, gesture and unconscious mind mapping the future- the beauty of the whole process is truly beyond comprehension. One of your best poems. Congrats.
Thank you Sumit.It is a series about Consciousness etc. The Helix nebula is an incredible sight. It's on google images, by the way. Tom
It is amongst my favorite Nebulae. The Hubble has delivered some awesome color enhanced images
Sometimes it looks like a great beautiful eye! Hey, your Birds effort with Wes was really brilliant. your hummingbird definition exactly described my style of singing! Tom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a truly brilliant creation. I especially enjoyed the contemplation of thought impulses as notes of a song in the neural pathways. Beautifully executed.
Thanks, Neal. Will read more of yours later today. Still pretending to work this morning. Need more very strong black coffee!