THE SHARING OF THOUGHTS
Bob Ludden
http://www.essex1.com/people/robert/
In leisure, memories of parted hours
Appear in sweeping frames to grace my consciousness
With moments of delight and melancholy.
I see then joy approximates its heights
Comparing vistas symbolizing quests for truth--
In retrospect, as in those times when others
Join my efforts bent to analyze and synthesize
The base and noble thoughts of those
Whome we consider most profound.
This use of past occurences
Transcends the vain desires of discontent.
And, that which we deemed happenstance
Assumes the new accoutrement.
That which in growth we sought to modify
Now seems to flourish in the present light.
Yet, inspiration, founded well on shared ideas
Seems to count for nought
When resource, insufficient to create
One vernal, innovative, fruitful thought...
Then, shared again can turn a man
Now desolate, to join the steadfast clan
of those whose mission drums relentless as the heart.
Conviction forms as one inquires of mystery
And mystics, darkness, doubt, and trial, and tears!
This is the stuff of life, the triumph of the years!
We cannot summon paradise, or truth sublime,
Or even measure it,or chart its place in time.
Only forgotten self in contemplation
Can then discover God in adoration.
