Monday’s Poem: Seed of the New Human
Seed of the New Human
The seed holds the infinite,
All future generations of
Its kind within its
Hard shell.
The hard shell must burst
To give way to the sprout,
The shoot, the stalk, the
Leaves and flowers and seeds.
The brain holds the infinite,
All future thoughts and
Possibilities within the
Neural nets of habit.
Old patterns must burst
To give way to the thought,
The path, the net, the
Impossible, the New Human.
©2013 Richard W. Bredeson. All rights reserved.
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Categories: Men and Spirituality, Poems
Brain, Consciousness, Evolution, Neural Network, New Human, Seed, Spirituality, The Divine Feminine
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