To Speak of Minds
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Mighty is the mind that gives voice to the soul:
To me, thoughts are mere pieces
That echo my "whole".
Separate so weak,
Together so strong,
One's will manifested
Within abstract form.
If the mind is a castle,
Then thoughts are the walls-
Built to protect and keep me
Safe from all harm.
The strongest of all weapons
Given unto me,
I wield my thoughts
With a skillful dexterity.
Mind-wit sharp as swords,
More powerful than guns-
Instead of death-dealing,
These thoughts create suns,
Moons, stars, oceans,
New earths and skies:
Giving name to the nameless,
Bringing new worlds to life.
Thoughts are elaborate labyrinths
Unfathomable by design
That bring a fearful complexity
To each man's mind.
They are not static, but changing
Not dead, but alive:
They are the lifeblood of every poetic line
That flows through the veins of history-
They are the cause,
They are the heart
Of my creativity.