Ethereal
The path to fruition is hidden in a fog
To prevent me from composing my blog
I am unable to see the proper way
Because the way is clouded by an essay
My vision is hindered by a collection of trees
That conspires to infect my thoughts with disease
You see a disparity with the obvious facts
While I see only the reasoning that attracts
The problem is complicated by things that require
Because it's fractured by a egregious desire
This is a symbolic sketch!
YOU ARE READING
Poetry from a Calm Heart.
PoetryThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases.