Thursday, January 3, 2013

Spatial Reasoning


This poem came inspired by one of those deeply incredible conversations that we can each have with only a few.  This was from a conversation with my wonderful wife.  I thank God for making life so wonderful that we can never stop exploring.  I thank God for the love and inspiration he placed in my life.  I thank him for the words and ideas in which I attempt to describe the wonders of life with.  In all of my writing of hundreds of pieces, I have never used the same title or copied the same idea over.  I keep wondering if I will reach the end, and it seems that I never will.  Infinite beauty...

People are a puzzle,
Constrained within themselves,
A soul inside a mind,
Fueled by the heart,
As the senses are doorways,
By which we connect,
The mind has doorways,
As the soul has gifts,
And through such doors,
People reach within,
The soul reaches out,
Except with cases,
Where the doors are closed,
By accident or illness,
That soul does not speak,
That soul does not share,
Yet within the darkness,
That soul is breathing,
Reaching out from within,
Hoping for some sign,
That someone does care,
As we all hope forth,
Hopping through open windows,
Sometimes with ease,
As we each are tuned differently,
For some reach through music,
And others through numbers,
With several through work,
Healing,
Building,
Cooking,
Caring,
Giving,
Sharing,
Whatever may be,
For our ability to bond,
Is our asset of strength,
Using one window or many,
Or stepping through doors,
For in applying our gifts,
We use spatial reasoning,
Seeing thoughts and ideas,
In how answers may come,
When spiritually spatial,
We see into souls,
Proving life’s meaning,
As through the doorway,
We find each other.