As I sit in this room An echo hits around Music is echoing here Hitting my body and back to the wall and back and forth again....again My thoughts like an echo The echo reaches within the space of my body Hitting the brain and back to my heart and back and forth again...again Positive vibrations felt here The echo brings conflict Hitting on the negative and back to the positive and back and forth again...again How do you enclose this echo? Confine it to be one So no more back and forth again...again
11/2/80 Andi Freespirit
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Posted: Jan 2010
About this poem:
This is about thought process, how we think, until the thought becomes clear.
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