Monday, May 02, 2005

Poetry: Random Thoughts

Winter has come to an end and the season is changing like my thoughts
Like Fall leaves my thoughts paint brilliant colors on the landscape
Thoughts that sometimes detach from its branch to fertilize new ground
Giving birth to innovative ideas and thought patterns...puzzling theorist concerning
its orgin
Historians and mathematicians try to revise and divide it's quotient, but they can't
You see...it's programed on random
Winter has come to an end and the season is changing like my thoughts

2 comments:

She said...

The "Steveo" I knew in college has evolved into an insightful "Stephen". Continue to nurture your spirit. Continue to think,grow and mentor. It's been many years.............and you're still beautiful (smile).

Stephen Bess said...

Thank you "She." :)I'm glad to hear that there is a difference from my days in Savannah. The Lord knows that I've worked on that. Bless you.

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