The Feelings Are There and the Soul Knows
The truth is there but hidden from the concretes.
The metaphors resounding in the path of elephants
Drowned out by thinkers who do not connect the swirls
With the dendrites they could have grown had they chosen too.
The wit is there for the abstracts to glean and relish
For the writers and thinkers to enjoy lavishly as they read.
The humor is popping off the page for those who see.
The dreamers, the lovers, the seers, they laugh with relish.
The imagery is there in thousand dollar words,
In words we know not every day, and use only in poems.
The feelings are there, and are often felt by even the concretes.
The soul knows what the closed minds cannot.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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