Typically. people of a higher consciousness tend to enjoy my poetry more, but imagine what we could accomplish using more than ten percent of our minds. 😉❤️
Patterns beg to be noticed
Even in the passing dust
Adhering to crown molding
Trees have faces
While leaves leap
Through the autumn air
And bugs are noticable fairies
We forget who we are
Among the hustle and bustle
Ancient beings
That chose technology
Over magic
Perhaps this time around
We'll chose both
Romantically merging binary stars
Releasing quite empathetically
Our curiosity
An infusion
Of the 90 percent
That was encoded so long ago
Growing as chaotic ivy and kudzu
That we have missed so much
While trying to transcend
Into heaven's great bounty❤️
Karen L. Fleming, 2023
