A mind radicalized
with critical thinking—
forever breaching,
far reaching,
and circling deeper into,
the recesses of my brain—
to what makes sense,
and to what also; may seem strange,
for what remains,
is the version of me,
that far exceeds mere circling—
as to move at warp speed,
into the unseen; and various galaxies—
then move about with a mind,
that further circles the world—
no less than a million times,
quiet replies and comments—
along with thoughts; that often cement,
within and plant seeds,
of wild ideas and then feed—
more into me; yet circling into a vast,
and a spoken filled reality,
created purely from—
thoughts alone—
unencumbered,
and that tend to freely roam,
with a chance and vital meeting—
at my core,
for my mind each time—
is looking forward to,
Circling much more
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5 responses to “Circling More”
A mind radicalized with critical thinking’ and then that warp-speed movement through galaxies, through worlds, through the endless spiral of wondering. You’ve captured what it feels like to be someone whose mind won’t settle, who feeds on questions and seeds wild ideas that grow into vast realities. The restlessness is beautiful. And that ending ‘my mind each time is looking forward to circling much more’ that’s the whole truth. Never stopping. Always reaching. 💙
Much love,
Khadija 💕🤗
I really appreciate that and glad that my poem really resonated with you. A mind that spirals both in and out of control without rest, yes and floats at moments in-between both. Appreciate your comment and insight, much love and peace 🙂
for what remains, is the version of me,
that far exceeds mere circling—
Critical thinking is such a great emotional filter at times.
Yes it is and thanks for reading and sharing your comment
You’re welcome.