Ode to a thinker
Ode to a Thinker:
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Thinker I’ve seen it before so don’t say I haven't...........I will not, I will not.....do you see, smell, hear, feel, and taste that Thinker?...I smell it, I hear it, I taste it, I feel it, but I do not see it.... Oh Thinker the playfulness, the smell, the grass, the running...... It plays in grass, it smells of grass, it feels like grass and I see it....... Thinker what do you see that I can not?........ two blue pools, a field of wheat, a brown egg, an autumn leaf, you see the opposite... Tinker dose it fly when the wings are off?...... it will move and it will eat and it will have no flight with out wings but it will find flight in sleep.......Thinker what are you thinking now.....My memory betrays me, and will betray you as well, our words spin round our life’s sine, around it hits the same things again and again .........Thinker, I’ve seen it before so don’t say I haven’t.......I will not, I will not....... do you hold it with in you, do you hold it in your arms? Do you See, smell, hear, feel, and taste that Thinker?...I smell it, I hear it, I taste it, I feel it, but I do not see it, yet arms hold me close to it’s eyes like keys and it’s breath like night air.... Oh Thinker the playfulness, the smell, the mystic time, the running...... It plays in steeps, it smells of sweet, it feels like wheat and I see it....... Thinker what do you see that I can not?........ two golden rings, an ocean of cream, a narrow feather, a summer leaf, you see the opposite... Thinker dose it fly when the sleep has swallowed?...... it will move and it will eat and it will have no flight with out wings but it will find flight in rendering sleep...Thinker what are you thinking now.....My memory betrays me, and will betray you as well, our words spin round our life’s sine, around it hits the same things again and again .........Thinker, I’ve seen it before so don’t say I haven’t.......I will not, I will not.......Days, nights, woven distraught.
:K.S.Fellow
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