When Thoughts Collide
A poem without a title has no
place
to go, wandering from thought
to thought,
waiting for the magic moment
when thoughts
collide and sparks fly; only
then do thoughts
jell into a new pathway deeper
into the
mystery of self-becoming, which
is the
imperative of all poetry and
natural process
of individuation, another way taken
to its
highest level of aesthetic perfection.
But
sometimes, if the poet is lucky,
his thoughts
jell into a new perspective long
before they
surface to his conscious mind,
and he is
called to capture his new insight
in a new
poem that explores the unborn way
of what
is to come and leave a new trail
for the world
to find its own way through
life.
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