A Poet's Journal: February 8th, 2014
The urge that takes us and tells us to move on, pick things up, fall back, sleep silently, act loudly, must be followed before it is defeated in the mind. Our logic and our reason have no use for it even though it is an expression of the same source and its foundation lies in what the exterior world makes us conscious of. There is much negation involved of course; for every one of the elaborate urges that come over us, there is but a fraction that awaken the mind with the realization that something has been truly set forth. Therefore it is not necessary to wait, to pick and choose, but merely to remain aware of the endless flow of perception present within us until there is something that undeniably goes beyond it. It is in these instances that we see reality, that the whole weight of our burden is released, and instead of fatigue, vigour transports us a thousand miles inside the depth of a moment, and there lying within, awaits the realm of poetry.
Douglas Thornton
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