Dynamics of the solitary mind,
What truths, or joys and sadness it will hold,
It forges through a wilderness so bold,
For solid facts and figures to be kind,
Yet wanders through a maze constantly blind,
Alas, the price of personhood is sold,
For offerings of richness barely cold,
A timid, temperate solitary find,
So press the greater mind another way,
Keep stretching every limit and its length,
And broaden the horizons on each end,
Include the love of others in your stay,
Admitting weakness is an inward strength,
This solitary mind will find its friend.
Peter Lowell Paulson
June 1, 2011
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