Language of the Mind
I only speak one language,
So why is it that I find,
I’ve spent my life interpreting,
Thoughts flowing through my mind.
Sometimes I do this writing,
Then in poetry I share.
While other times I sit and talk,.
With friends whilst in my chair.
The study of mind’s language.
Is a rather awkward task.
You cannot take a college course,
And no one else to ask.
You just have to let your senses flow,
And feel with every thought.
Then only when the feedback comes,
You’ll find the words you sought.
But it’s worth the lifelong effort,
Though I know it takes my time.
For it gives my life a meaning,
And I cherish every line.
Pure thought, I find the hardest,
For the words I’ll have to fit.
When the ones to whom I’m talking,
Have moved up the ‘tree’ a bit.
It’s then my mind’s in turmoil,
But believe me, it is true,
That those who’ve gone before me,
Always help me get it through.
Now if you think I’m rambling,
And all this is in my mind.
Just try ‘thinking’ for a moment,
Then see all the things ‘you’ find.
Some may think I’m wicked,
And their friends are simply ‘dead’.
But I’ve seen the comfort given,
By the words passed through my head.
Sometimes your friends are anxious,
To say things you should not know.
Though they try with love to guide you,
They forget you’re still below.
At these times I am their censor,
Though I know, they really care.
If I think it’s going to hurt you.
Then it won’t get through my chair!
When we leave our earthly bodies,
And a spirit one we wear.
We don’t throw off our feelings,
For the ones for whom we care.
Friends can stay around forever,
And they’ll guide you if they can.
But if you can’t speak their language,
Then they’ll find a man who can!
Now I’ve bored you with my story,
And I’m sure I’ll lose some friends.
But when you leave ‘your’ body,
You’ll see where life’s journey ends.
There are many types of heaven,
And we live one here on earth.
There are also many kinds of hell,
And mankind makes those worse.
There are things I will not talk about,
The things we should not know.
So choose your pathway wisely,
There are ways we should not go.
Fight evil when you meet it,
And flood all the world with love.
Your reward will be your company,
When you’re with your friends above.
Ivor G Davies
Copyright © Ivor Davies | Year Posted 2015
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