At the edge of need

Scenic view of green hills and trees with sea in the distance

At the edge of a need

the sea waits patiently

for my approach and encroach

into the world of feel

like love on the perimeter

of innate desire

lingers around

the will of stubborn minds.

(Photograph by Frank Bennett, New Zealand)

A carpet of green and tall stately trees,

in the distance a shadow; perhaps it is me

mathematically challenged but counting memories

and preserving or discarding for the sake of harmony.

But I’m only a one in life’s long domino line

on shaky ground susceptible to a change of mind

unless I walk the path marked “Intuition’s Way”

through the hills and dales of my African days.

And led that way by need I entered into feel

disruptive, confusing, yet plain and simply me

receiving and perceiving lasting emotive facts

tied in little bundles concise and compact.

The mathematically challenged yet can count on feel

though perhaps it leads astray for the sake of harmony!

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