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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Thought Waves</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A thought wave on the wings of Time<br>becomes a mechanism rhyme<br>b[l]ends into 'truth' - if truth exists -<br>but if it doesn't, thought persists, <br>sifts trial from error, act from mime, <br>opens avenues, insists, <br>impatient, chafes at falsehood, crime, <br>scarce tolerates the pantomime<br>Earth's play puts forward through the mists<br>Time has heaped up from clime to clime.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A thought wave on Time's wings should soar<br>above dark clouds. An open door<br>can cul de sac swift reunite<br>to hole in fence - and thus despite<br>apparent limits more and more<br>we find white yins through black yangs write.<br>Discover therefore no 'before'<br>no 'after' matters, when zen's core<br>remains intact, allows insight<br>to touch tear spring of every pore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A thought wave on the wings of Time<br>should take time out, new paradigm<br>prepare, from past mistakes devine<br>the lesson that, though most resign<br>their birthrights spineless, heed harsh chime<br>against who out of step, of line <br>dare question compromise and grime, <br>who lofty set their sights sublime<br>towards a future fair and fine<br>where everybody cares a dime.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So thought waves in a coloured band<br>blend in season what seemed bland, <br>bring Cause, Effect, in contact, show<br>yokes may be lifted, acorns grow<br>so tall that all at sea can land<br>on gangway clear, fears overthrow.<br>Life's lent, sent helping understand.<br>Ideals uphold in witness stand, <br>exchange high pride for 'search to know' -<br>food for thought sought ferments hope fanned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A thought band, - coded, coloured, wave -<br>bright seal imprints on souls that brave<br>'becomings' - like the chrysalid<br>from silk coccoon where long it hid<br>which slips forth, flies with wings to save<br>the future from a time-lock lid.<br>The dust which fills the roads we pave<br>once concentrated will not cave.<br>Ignoring ego and the id, <br>Man must not toe bye line, 'behave'...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q>
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becomes a mechanism rhyme
b[l]ends into 'truth' - if truth exists -
but if it doesn't, thought persists, 
sifts trial from error, act from mime, 
opens avenues, insists, 
impatient, chafes at falsehood, crime, 
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