A Lot Can Happen In Four Minutes
A lot can happen in four minutes...
The world can end...you can fall in love
A car can be totaled, a web can be spun
A cup can break and be glued together again
A human being can be born while another human dies.
A lot can happen, does happen, has happened
Is happening all the time
But time passes, stands still, moves on, stops
In the blink of an eye and the beat of a heart.
There are those that can read the unwritten,
Hear the unspoken, feel the intangible
And move the unmovable
But those are few and far between, like us.
We belong to the category of "the few"
We don't think like "the many"
We don't live like "the average Joe"
We live in dreams that make reality "bearable."
Poetry is the language we speak
The purpose for our pain,
The reason that we breathe,
The thing that makes our hearts beat.
A lot can happen in four minutes......
I don't even know where that came from
The sentence just fell out of the ethereal
Into my mind and then my fingers caught it
And ran to get it down in print.
Who originated that thought? That phrase?
I have no idea. I only know it must be true
And if it's not, who cares?
It sounds like a poem that someone needs to read.
Somewhere on the other side of this planet
(And, no, I don't believe that the Earth is flat)
I mean, look at the sun, the moon, the other planets
Aren't they all round?! Why should Earth be square?
And there on the other side of this God-shaped marble,
There are others trying to articulate these same thoughts
But very few, for this world is made up of the conformed
Square pegs desperately being forced into round holes.
Unlike us, we, who are neither round nor square
But uniquely shaped and bent and artistically formed
Into beautifully strange beings, hell bent
Upon finding other beings like ourselves outside of Heaven.
Only creatures like us see the heart shape in a fallen leaf,
A drop of crystal on a rose, the hidden smile on a granite face,
Hear the song the wind sings, the music of the stars,
Find the love in a heart that has been crushed beyond recognition.
A lot can happen in four minutes
Look at what just happened.......
You can receive a thought, peruse that thought
Write down that thought and share that thought
Like I just did. With you.
©by Voo Shining Stone
Jan 10, 2020
5:30 p.m.
A lot can happen in four minutes...
The world can end...you can fall in love
A car can be totaled, a web can be spun
A cup can break and be glued together again
A human being can be born while another human dies.
A lot can happen, does happen, has happened
Is happening all the time
But time passes, stands still, moves on, stops
In the blink of an eye and the beat of a heart.
There are those that can read the unwritten,
Hear the unspoken, feel the intangible
And move the unmovable
But those are few and far between, like us.
We belong to the category of "the few"
We don't think like "the many"
We don't live like "the average Joe"
We live in dreams that make reality "bearable."
Poetry is the language we speak
The purpose for our pain,
The reason that we breathe,
The thing that makes our hearts beat.
A lot can happen in four minutes......
I don't even know where that came from
The sentence just fell out of the ethereal
Into my mind and then my fingers caught it
And ran to get it down in print.
Who originated that thought? That phrase?
I have no idea. I only know it must be true
And if it's not, who cares?
It sounds like a poem that someone needs to read.
Somewhere on the other side of this planet
(And, no, I don't believe that the Earth is flat)
I mean, look at the sun, the moon, the other planets
Aren't they all round?! Why should Earth be square?
And there on the other side of this God-shaped marble,
There are others trying to articulate these same thoughts
But very few, for this world is made up of the conformed
Square pegs desperately being forced into round holes.
Unlike us, we, who are neither round nor square
But uniquely shaped and bent and artistically formed
Into beautifully strange beings, hell bent
Upon finding other beings like ourselves outside of Heaven.
Only creatures like us see the heart shape in a fallen leaf,
A drop of crystal on a rose, the hidden smile on a granite face,
Hear the song the wind sings, the music of the stars,
Find the love in a heart that has been crushed beyond recognition.
A lot can happen in four minutes
Look at what just happened.......
You can receive a thought, peruse that thought
Write down that thought and share that thought
Like I just did. With you.
©by Voo Shining Stone
Jan 10, 2020
5:30 p.m.
