Forms

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Feb 09, 2021 

Forms.
A different 
place.
A different 
realm.
Where
thoughts 
reside.
Land of
mathematics,
and who
knows 
what.
A hidden 
place.
Unseeable.
untouchable.
Sensed.
Absorbed.
Receiver
required.
Tuned in.
Bridge 
from here
to there.
Here from
there.
Mind.
Mind
taps in,
tunes in.
Absorbs
from the
hidden place.
Device,
mind 
required.
Infinite 
realm.
Infinite 
possibilities.
Delving deeper.
Excavation.
Complex 
formulations.
Larger
devises 
required.
Concepts 
hidden
till larger
minds
arrive.

 

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