Monday, January 30, 2012
You
"you"
Uncle, what am I?
His look became deep
while his thoughts settled
Well,
My dear niece
Can your mind's eye
See colors, all the colors there are
And future, all the future there will be
And past, all the past there has been
And ideas
And emotion
And memories
And interests
And passions?
These all are whirling and twirling
Meeting each other and casting far out,
Always someday returning
Some are orbiting tighter
Where they all meet for the moment
Is you
Once upon a time
God
Had an idea
That's what
you
are
-by james aalgaard
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2 comments:
I like the poem James! Great images.
Super. It taps into the imagination.
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