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POEM: Believing Machines

Posted on August 13, 2020 by B Gourley

Humans are believing machines.
If one can imagine a thing,
one can make it one’s reality.

Under an infinite night sky,
with nothing to grasp in one’s hands,
the mind still seizes its fair share.

But the test of whether one can
grab onto something new is whether
you can let go of the old.

5 thoughts on “POEM: Believing Machines”

dixitmrityunjay on August 13, 2020 at 4:27 pm said:

I very much enjoyed the ending and the subtle rhymes

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- B Gourley on August 13, 2020 at 4:40 pm said:
  
  thanks
  
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  - dixitmrityunjay on August 13, 2020 at 6:45 pm said:
    
    My pleasure.
    
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Preetisingh on August 15, 2020 at 8:52 am said:

The rhymes are beautiful

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- B Gourley on August 15, 2020 at 9:01 am said:
  
  Thank you very much.
  
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