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patterns form as experience talks

the way ahead is the sound that walks

but then, in time the trodden path 

stumbles on the aftermath

of ideas that come and eventually go

making progress extremely slow

the paths are fluid, running free

except for the likes of you and me

great ideas of yesteryear

far too suddenly disappear

quickly turning into crutches

when we insist on forming them into structures


‘mind your change!’ the clinking in his head seemed to say
‘you haven’t lost your mind’
‘it’s only gone away’

‘change your mind!’ the clanging bell¬†clunged
‘you have no mind of your loss’
‘its you who’s getting stung’