HEL IX

Ken Bartlett 1934 (Leominsterr Mass)



We live in a sea of mystery,
a place that holds our history,
our dreams, our schemes,
our joy, our fears, our suffering;  
even that which is yet to come
and that which will never be.
  You disagree?  I understand.  
Listen to me, when you can;
        hear what I hear and see what I see.
   Are you there?  Maybe?
Then, take my hand
and let our journey begin!
From our emotions to our notions
we create delusions of reality
        that result in you and me.
Once we grasp and accept it,
we become what we choose to be.
We are but one spot of energy viewed
through a kaleidoscope of thought.  
In truth there is no you, there is no me,
there is only energy, this magical sea;
this appetizing, tantalizing, mystery.
  Like a puppy chasing after his tail,
we perpetually search
and continually fail
to grasp answers.
   Will we or can we ever prevail?
        In science we can trust
and just maybe get a peek
at what we seek.
There is no beginning
and there is no end,
so let us start in the middle
and try again to understand
and exploit our dilemma.
Creation can start with a thought,
somewhat quixotic,
but a way to discover that
what we believe we are we are not.
More and more evidence is
beginning to show our existence
is like a hologram.
Probably, the Universe is too
and everything else, the past,
the present and future
all together at once.
In this synergy of dreams and thought
a hologram is wrought.
Consequences of these energy
frequency interactions we fail to see,
which leaves us hopelessly adrift
on this helix, in the sea of mystery.


 

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Written on October 12, 2022

Submitted by compostken on September 10, 2023

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Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 1,658
Words 342
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 52

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