Fertile Minds

An empty vessel at its start
Capable of growing wondrous things
They just need to collect the right parts
To grow something truly sweet

With so much manure thrown at them
It all will grow a planted seed
Adding the wrong kind will portend
The growth of truly sour grapes

I pray our youth will see the truth
And learn how to pick and chose
To see that healthy fertile fuel
That will help their minds to bloom

Mental Journey

I am on a journey of the mind. Contemplating the universe on every scale, and doing a complete introspective exploration. I may never be a literary academic, but I share my humble thoughts in hope that they may inspire others.

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