Forms3

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Oct 24, 2024 

Forms.
Platonic
forms.
A world
apart.
Realm of
possibilities.
Where
all things
are possible.
Perfect.
Always
there.
From
the beginning.
A realm
far older
than
current
sentience.
From there
to here.
Forms
morphing
materializing
through
sentience.
Minds
pulling,
manipulating,
forming.
Creating.
Humanity’s
creations.
Inventions.
Delved
from a
different
place.
Deep
vein of
possibilities.
Forms.
Unlimited.
Many
beyond
current
ability.
Waiting
for greater
sentience
to mine.

 

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