Our brains are for thinking, a unique tool to use.
A billion thoughts flying through, yours are special to you.
To share that view I never knew, keeps my reality puzzle glued.
I can still have fear of giving mine too, but together our pieces make a new.
Although words have been here longer than anything else
The way we wish to order them and use pronunciation is key
For something extraordinarily beautiful was given to not see
A vibrational wave from within your cave, a motion far beyond the brain
To think of all that ever has ever been, carries in a voice if you're listening
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Author:
Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My boy of now 15 ( labelled with autism and ADHD) can often tell me things he won't tell anyone else, plus the other way around. To me he is just unsure of everyone's response, my daughter on the other hand! Has never really given a fluff. I am a mixture of both, with my next little delight I'll keep finding my write.
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Beautiful ❤️
Always appreciated my friend
Those thoughts in his brain are all there but may come out in a different order than we may expect, that is fine as each of us is different and your understanding is a way forward for both him and yourself Dan. Good write.
Andy
This was more about my youngest babbling but my mind ended with him and others.
Always appreciated my friend
Thank you
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