No
thought, a word never spoken, never heard.
Then
it is fair to say, what could have been does
not
exist today. No red fox at night crawling from
its
den, no moon, full or half, waxing or waning
overhead.
The wino passed out in the alleyway
goes
unseen. Have you heard, had it not been for
Theo,
Vincent may have lost both ears. No thought,
a
word never spoken, never heard. Then Messi may
have
never scored the winning goal. The threatened
and
persecuted would not find asylum at the border.
Should
there be the faintest idea never spoken, then
only
a fog would exist clouding the imagination. No
thought,
a word never spoken, never heard and no
Best
of Show is awarded at the county fair. The
magician’s
rabbit never appears, and the hat remains
empty.
Had I not thought of you today, and you of me,
then
indeed where in the vast expanse of nothingness
would
we be? Say something, anything...speak to me!
No
thought, a word never spoken, never heard. Without
yeast
the dough would never rise. And then, where on
Earth
would we be?
Chris
Hanch 6-16-18
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