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I have the picture now, so I can write
to you.
I had to wait until I learned another
thing or two.
Now, I can share the thinking kind of
thing I do,
Which, somehow, I believe is something
you do too.
I'm looking at the way we think, of
how our thoughts go round,
All so very busy, yet do they make a
sound?
Is it like the ocean, both peaceful
and profound,
Or rocky like the coast, where other
things abound?
Waves composed of tiny drops racing
to the shore,
Sparkling little globules that are cresting
into more.
Are these the glowing dreams which come
before
The brilliant bubbles of ideas we explore?
Thoughts are layered oceans and mostly
out of sight.
They come up as we're scanning for the
one that's right.
An effervescent collage dreamed within
the night
Is not the same at all when seen in
bright daylight.
Love is in the thinking, the habitat
of mind,
And like the ocean sparkles, it is crystallined
As nuggets in our thinking. It's the
gold we find
And The Habitat of Hal is this thought
defined.
Lovingly thinking of you,
Your sister, Marilyn
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