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The Spirit of Growth

The poet turns on words to create
The contemplative turns off his words
and looks inward
To create a poem
 
Learn to talk to silence
The silence answers with silence
A peace that supersedes comprehension
And everything that we think we know
 
Find love in the unknown, in the stillness
It is there that you’ll find a new way to be human
 
You may discover something more
When you blend words and contemplation
A spirituality that makes you uncomfortable
A connection that is indescribable
And words that are not yet spoken
 
A yin and yang, polar opposites
That beautifully intermingle
Creating the complex puzzle of life
 
It sounds idealistic
Thinking that you’ll uncover more
More poems to be written
And life to be contemplated
 
Are the pieces of the puzzle fundamental?
Do they help you to grow?
It’s not easily discovered
As you may not like the jagged edges
The pieces that do not fit nicely
The ones that put a blockade in the road
On your trip of self discovery
 
Continue to contemplate that which doesn’t make sense
Find comfort in an overactive
mind that does not shut up
Write until the words cease
And the poems do not flow
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