Thought Begins In a Spider Web

What if our minds were like spider webs, Spreading to the invisible realm? Beyond the brain seems blissfully insane Like a transcendental spell. While science is keen to explain our dreams And thoughts in pure chemical terms, I’ve often considered education is littered With professors who’ve never quite learned. Sometimes science needs a leap of faith To move past dogmatic ground – There’s more than enough evidence Proving the existence of the Inexplicably Profound. It’s the nature of the universe From the immeasurable small to unfathomable wide Connecting every sub-particle From stardust to what’s inside. Your head and mine were made sublime By a miracle beyond comprehension - While I have no doubt these thoughts I hold Exist in many dimensions. Michelangelo seemed to think so As did Mozart, Beethoven and Jung – But not even the tip of the iceberg Of those who climbed the rungs. Of the ladder towards the gateway That leads to higher realms Where thoughts pour forth like running gold From a river all around. As atheists deny, agnostics decry And others follow suit - While I take a stand and raise my hand To the universe in salute. Of every thought I’ve ever had And memories bad and sweet - Knowing someday I’ll prove the teachers wrong And laugh myself to sleep. While watching fish that school and twist Tens of thousands by the count – Simultaneous turns together In one instant - turnabout. Or birds of a feather sailing together In a sudden course correction - Instantly banking to and fro In singular - unified perfection. And mothers sensing peril Of their young ones out of sight - Phone calls made confirming The feeling was quite right. Something strange is in the air Here and there and all around – Permeating space and time Through our minds and solid ground. These thoughts I swear must come from nowhere Inside this human head – And I still believe and always will Thought begins in a spider-web.