A Yet Unwritten Reality

Be a "what if' being a poet all seeing, let your wishes ride upon unicorns and rainbows. Don't be typically cynical, be topically hopeful, have faith in the ridiculous the fantastical. Le us not wait let us be grateful, let us not hesitate to stare at our navel. If the Mindful Universe (that ever succulence of sprit), can make an ape think, lift it into the poetry of creative ideas, it can change your heart, it can make it bloom in much higher gardens. You are the who-man, the walking womb, what inseminates you, what seeds your imagination are the wings of an everlasting, ever increasing wonder. Butterfly dreams will learn to soar. Unicom's will be a poem you have yet to write.