Following That Train of Thought
There are roads we traverse
that are simply littered with the refuse
of all the thoughts we have ever
thought since our very inception.
If we stop and examine
the remains, would we be more inclined
to recoil or rejoice? Since there is nothing
we can do about our thoughts that have
already happened, then we might wish
to create a new garden of thoughts-
whereby each would emanate the heady
scent of orchids and thrive resplendent
in color, charm, and character. Maybe
it is not too late to reschedule our train
As an Ecstatic Poet, my aim is to awaken in you, the part of you that knows the truth of your being, the beauty of your soul.