If we could, step inside the mind of each,
we would discover worlds of laughter above,
yearning, pressing, wishing we might teach
each of them the key to learning … love.
For when I step off my ladder,
explore the new ideal rather
than ignore the immediacy
of that ludicrous scrutiny,
I become sadly aware of a world beyond me.
If right now in the moment I were to suggest
that every notion in your mind be put to rest
could we all then just suddenly digest
a quiet reality, we’re simply true I’d … jest
For is that laughter
the key to our after,
when once a disaster,
today, we know hereafter
our world in our mind’s eye is easier recognized.
A classroom, a delivery of ideas, someone else wrote,
we are to discuss each variable, I ask them to make note
This is our life today in the moment, I monstrous do gloat,
my goal is to hold them accountable, not let them float.
A sea breeze allows the eyes to drift
soft in the morning sunshine I lift
my head, feel the breeze, gentle gift
that departure now sends me adrift.
Is there any value in knowing I might have just missed the point.
In the surreal nature masking that cathartic moment of energy,
may we all sometime feel our own novel cue toward synergy.