It's not in a letter, number, or word
Its fetter slumbers in the herd
Plants and animals comprehend better than we
Its vibrations spread over the cosmic sea
The human race does not understand the language of space
In its place our own we replace
It's said the universal language is math, but this is not the path
The answer is not technology, that's our pathology
It's in being open minded and not blinded
Inquisitive, perceptive, sensitive
Opens the door to what is more
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Offline) - Published: June 15th, 2022 08:35
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What is more is waiting, always waiting… thanks for sharing.
Thank you for your review and comment crypticbard
So very well said dear poet! The path is there if we choose to see it, and take it.
Thank you Bella for your review and kind words so much appreciated
True words soren, being open minded can show us the true way.
Andy
Thank you Andy for your review and shared view
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