TINKER TALK

June 10th, 2019

To think or talk,

never mind the walk.

The myriad ways

we wile away the days,

With no real doing,

just a mind always chewing

on some plan

written in the mind’s sand,

before the memory’s tide

sweeps every design aside.

How does that blessed view,

from a neural web accrue,

and breathe life into our extraordinary sight,

of this universe filled with reality’s light.

And yet we run electric circles,

between our ears,

avoiding actual hurdles,

staying safe from fears,

only ever talking,

lest we tinker

and hear a new voice knocking

from a new thinker,

New words from our own lips

our consciousness sips.

The fruit of fresh thought,

an idea to act now caught.

To tinker with thought and talk

is to tinker with the path we walk.