Mental Punctuation

My mind knows no comma;
Thoughts and ideas come without hesitation
One upon another, bustling and crowding
Into a hurried mass swirling about
In the myriad collage
Of cells and tissues,
Illumined With flashes
Of electrified insight,

Translating dreams and visions
Into tangible evidence of the ebb
And flow of the mind’s tide.


(Image by Chewy Chua via Flickr)