Reaching across the hemispheres
Thoughts electric and unbound
Ride on heart, on thought, on tears
History has run aground
Inter-connected artistry
Sings the song the mystics know
All that this world is to me
All the knowledge I can know
Global thinking, global heart
Beating in its mother’s breast
Hands unbidden, firmly clasp
Satisfy the soul the best
© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
‘History has run aground’,what a curious thought. It keeps repeating, is that the same? I think you have given me another philosophical quandary for my day. Good one Helen.
Thanks Michael – it was just a sense f ending before a beginning to me when I wrote it, but like most things written could be taken a number of ways I suppose… I sort of veered between optimism and pessimism as I wrote this… LOL… 🙂 🙂
Is that like sitting on the fence Helen?
Probably, LOL, or just being confused!! 🙂 🙂