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The Sixth Sense
26 February, 2011
Author: Bob Pippin

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Twas from the front yard I let my bare feet feel the warmth of sun melt the due of grass ever so separating flowers as well as other growing colorful things all revealed more noticeable by the various forty shades of green


Twas from the forest I let my open wide eyes see the standing tall tree evermore growing taller and wider and endlessly providing life with needed things but even if struck by lightening never being intentionally harmful and mean


Twas from the mighty river I heard the struggling matured salmon swish their long tails and flip their short fins so as to vigorously bounce, fly, and swim in their final return home to fully reproduce all the way to smooth waters far upstream


Twas from the lonely mountain top looking out over a lightly clouded sky where a great bald eagle graciously spread its mighty wings above an inward tide of a green blue sea that I smelt the freshness of Nature ever so clear and clean


Twas from the blistered hands of a farming family working their crop as well as tending their stock while sitting at my table with a spoon fork and knife in hand that I tasted the goodness of butter bread steak and bacon bit bean


Twas from a needed walk that my useful five senses linked my daily experiences to my ever seeking mind that united them together into a sixth sense of survival that drives life to evermore be so greater than a simple dream.


Twas on the front porch’s slowly moving swing in deep and wide objective thought that I gently six sensed nature’s endless beauty of God’s given life as it is all too often humanly passed by untasted unfelt unheard unsmelt and unseen

------- Author's Notes -------

This piece is my personal work, I’m not a philosopher nor a writer nor an artist of any kind; I’m just a simple, old ordinary person searching for the wisdom of philosophers and writers and artist of all kinds to help me understand how I can seek the wisdom of Nature so that I can best survive life on earth, while enjoying its evermore beauty; and still give a lot to earth’s life; but only take a little from it.


I also seek the enlightenment from a light shining inside out that beacons me to understand how to better humanity without unjustly harming anyone.


No matter where I go, so far, to seek these betterments those who claim to have such enlightenments are always hiding in their secret silence of knowing nothing that they claim to know.

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Comments on this poem/writing:

tommyg (74.67.87.64) -- Sunday, February 27 2011, 12:33 am

I think you removed the lunatic from me

my poetry even scares me sometimes, that's alright cause I'm a good guy no matter what anyone trys to say
barb (66.103.60.81) -- Wednesday, March 9 2011, 03:13 am

deep

You are no ordinary or simple person ,to write with descriptons like this is not from a simple ordinary person. good write for the intellect,who can understand,not for simple ole me,lol
tommyg (69.204.221.248) -- Thursday, March 10 2011, 06:42 am

hi

Thank you very much for this write it brought me great tranquility it tuely moved me in extremly good ways, standing ovation Bob pippin
 
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