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Apr 03, 2009
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Mind Reader
I was walking towards town, the other day
and a butterfly happened upon me.
All butterfly's are beautiful in my heart.
It sporadically landed on a near-by branch,
so I read it's mind,
even as tiny as it was.
It yearned for food, and a place to rest comfortably
and it's heart of thoughts were in the "now".
After a bit more of continuous walking
a young lad appeared on a skateboard
so, I read his mind as well.
His first mind was very anxious
and he thought primarily of the future,
for it was his heart's request to grow up much faster.
Later, after more journey
I found myself passing by a church
and the bride and groom were exiting as "one".
So, I could not help but try and read their mind.
But it was a challenge to read their minds collectively,
when I finally did, I felt pure love, hope, and mutual respect;
for it did soothe my heart, as they saw their future family,
and even though he yearned for a boy, and she a girl...
their mind saw a clean slated future.........bright.
I next passed a broken, elderly gentleman,
and I felt his sorrow, as I began to read his mind.
But, it was closed, and locked up tight...as if it were finished.
Very sad, I was about this
so I tarried home, hurriedly,
and when I arrived, I went straight to my mirror.
I began to read my own mind's picture gallery,
and I enjoyed my photographs of days gone by
as if I were scanning the hard-drive of my life, in my first mind's library.
So wonderful this was for my mind's eye,
because my library is so very full, and abundant
and it was then that I realized how very fortunate, I am.
Sure, there are a few poor and unsightly bad memories...but the good,
has always outweighed the bad..... even when love has gone away;
So, lucky am I to have both, lived AND loved.....at all.
and a butterfly happened upon me.
All butterfly's are beautiful in my heart.
It sporadically landed on a near-by branch,
so I read it's mind,
even as tiny as it was.
It yearned for food, and a place to rest comfortably
and it's heart of thoughts were in the "now".
After a bit more of continuous walking
a young lad appeared on a skateboard
so, I read his mind as well.
His first mind was very anxious
and he thought primarily of the future,
for it was his heart's request to grow up much faster.
Later, after more journey
I found myself passing by a church
and the bride and groom were exiting as "one".
So, I could not help but try and read their mind.
But it was a challenge to read their minds collectively,
when I finally did, I felt pure love, hope, and mutual respect;
for it did soothe my heart, as they saw their future family,
and even though he yearned for a boy, and she a girl...
their mind saw a clean slated future.........bright.
I next passed a broken, elderly gentleman,
and I felt his sorrow, as I began to read his mind.
But, it was closed, and locked up tight...as if it were finished.
Very sad, I was about this
so I tarried home, hurriedly,
and when I arrived, I went straight to my mirror.
I began to read my own mind's picture gallery,
and I enjoyed my photographs of days gone by
as if I were scanning the hard-drive of my life, in my first mind's library.
So wonderful this was for my mind's eye,
because my library is so very full, and abundant
and it was then that I realized how very fortunate, I am.
Sure, there are a few poor and unsightly bad memories...but the good,
has always outweighed the bad..... even when love has gone away;
So, lucky am I to have both, lived AND loved.....at all.
— docmaverick, Apr 03, 2009
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infinite_dwarf
17 years 2 months ago
This is really good
docmaverick
17 years 2 months ago
Thank-you....