Thought

Before the time when time began, 
before the very thought of man, 
within a void where there was nought 
was essence of a single thought. 

From whence it came none now can tell, 
bred of void or heaven or hell, 
but as that thought began to grow 
that single thought became a flow. 

And thus remained for eons of time, 
now time was there to draw the line 
the tide of thought spread out its seed 
now seeking to fulfil its need.

Primeval need to find a place 
where it could sample more than space, 
where it could find a way to stand 
and hold emotions in its hand. 

As ages past, the seed now sown 
developed into thoughts true home 
and thought absorbed in life’s new shell 
still washed in void, and heaven and hell. 

The human race must understand 
that thought alone can rule this land, 
no other thing can guide the way, 
it's thought that steers the way we play.
 
So void, or heaven or even hell
its up to you to cast the spell,
don’t blame all others for the way
you feel about the world today.

Just collect your thoughts, with them unite
and when agreed prepare to fight.
for thought will speed you on the way 
to new accomplishments each day!

Ivor G Davies
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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