Whispers of the Mind

Visions of insight
Looming in darkness
Encased in obscurity
On the tip of thy tongue

Twisting and turning
Thy rhetoric and speech
Through definable dialects
Just out of reach

Of thy conceptual grasp
Unpropelled by the tongue
Linguistically speechless
Like lyrics unsung

Falling upon the ears
Of those who hear not
But dwell within the possibility

Of an ingenious thought

Probing and searching
For moments of truth
Of unparalleled understanding
Unbeknownst to the uncouth

Scholars and thinkers
Tinkering with formulas undone
By thy brilliant concept
On the tip of thy tongue

-Dan Boudreau