Hyperdimensional Poetry

Is your soul the sparks across the synapse holes of your mind
Is your resulting magnetic field connected to all of humankind
Is our human senses giving us all of Creation's portents and signs
Is it time to stop measuring our Cosmic time in a straight line

Like the silent n shared magnetic fields of lover's thoughts
Truth is the spark of all that Creation has wrought
Love is the Truth of life a lesson birth is taught
All life never has all of the world that it wants

For to be alive is a needing quest for more
All creatures play when they are done life's chores
And reach out with their senses for Creation's shores
For so it has been written in all the ancient's lore

Is your soul the sparks across the synapse holes of your mind
Is your resulting magnetic field connected to all of humankind
Is our human senses giving us all of Creation's portents and signs
Is it time to stop measuring our Cosmic time in a straight line

For if light can be here while still being there
Who could truly say what happened when and where
Would it be possible to rewrite our lives without care
For a guad-zillion different Universes openly laid bare

Our egos have come to accept what has always been
That there are Universal places that anywhere is really anywhen
Our Mother Earth fields shaped by the solar magnetic wind
That all their shared beams of energy across the void is love amongst them

Is your soul the sparks across the synapse holes of your mind
Is your resulting magnetic field connected to all of humankind
Is our human senses giving us all of Creation's portents and signs
Is it time to stop measuring our Cosmic time in a straight line

(c) Rhw 6-6-2000


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