One must not think too long upon
The things that one thinks upon
For if one lingers there in time
A line of thinking forms its creeping
Seeping between the cracks that
Form the lack of knowing in the
Mind its mindful showing nothing
In the dearth of what we know or
Knowing or thought we knew but only
Sensed like a fleeting soaring alone
And lonely something flying low
And lowering then high and higher
Just out of sight of the minds eye.
Jim Hime©2014
Form the lack of knowing in the
Mind its mindful showing nothing
In the dearth of what we know or
Knowing or thought we knew but only
Sensed like a fleeting soaring alone
And lonely something flying low
And lowering then high and higher
Just out of sight of the minds eye.
Jim Hime©2014
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