Brain Dialog

September 3, 1989

BRAIN DIALOG

Riddled, diddled the brain does wiggle
When it searches for unknown yearnings.

Deep down inside
With unjust confines

Great knowledge is derived somewhere in the middle
Of the chaos and timeless learning.

Opening the mind’s eye
Immaturity dies

Left out in the cold to fend for itself,
A child in the cosmic whole,

Crying alone
In the universal home

The youth grows and the ice melts
The blood and thoughts begin their flow

Opening the whole
Innocence goes

The questions of existence, matters of depth,
Floodgates of insecurity burst open.

The soul knows
The spirit grows

A child becomes a human unto oneself,
A maker of history, possibilities disclosing,

Unto the I
You must only try