Reflection


Spaces full of worlds
On streets of life
Travelling strewn at large
Meetings and greetings

Brains behind shapes
Illusive securities
Walls of separations
Unheared thoughts

Informative floods reach
The seat of being
Overcome borders:
Place of loneliness

Pool of thoughts react
Cause ripples of brain-waves
Penetrate barriers – establish
Cosmic-neural connections

Thoughts slop over
Become ramified with foreign worlds
Brains – in interactions
No longer secret, no loneliness…

The moral of this poem:
When we think bad of someone
It will reach that person one way or another
As our thoughts seek connections…

We are all connected
Are a cosmic neural network

We are a mirror of our own thoughts…

DidiArtist, 24.09.2018

 

By chance or intelligent design?


 

 

If life came into being
Just because by chance
Then all that is connected
With that chance
Is also connected by chance?
A row of millions of chances?

If spirit/consciousness came into being
Just because by chance
A reasoning falling together
In cause and effect
Without chain reactions?
A chance of the chaos?

Intellect, a product by chance?
Building ideas
Of thoughts and words
Linking them together
A flow of actions, reactions
Divine linkage

Every why has a reason
Every question a linking chain
So we want to find an answer:
Chaos by chance?
Or nothing is possible – by chance?…
But place our questions – on reasons…

Can, therefore, our questions about chaos and chance
Be put down without reasons – chaotically?…

When all is connected – there cannot be chaos…

DidiArtist, 26.04.2019