Silent Pulses Of Information

 
Delving in the rapture of feeling
seeing is believing there is a depth of emotion  
not inside of us but a circle of hope that surrounds us each
a well of information that we submit our deepest thoughts to
 
A silent greeting goes out mind to mind
and we are either invited deeper in
or we are cordially invited to sit in the foyer of the soul,
for a meeting of minds
 
We exchange information about one another  
pulsing with understanding for one another
these pulses cue our bodies
and with hand gestures or look in the eye
we communicate pleasure or displeasure
we decide if this is friend or foe
the temperature between us changes
we tell each other in a glance
to come closer or to back off
 
Added to this are the unseen  
call them angels or spirits
they whisper things to our minds
some are well meaning other are just gossips
still, we make our determination
exchanging pleasantries or disdain accordingly
 
It is an odd thing we don't talk about it  
 
The communal pool of thought
we are all of us interconnected and equally needed for balance
dark and light empaths
picking up energies and as poets writing what we hear or feel
to communicate the deeper knowledge
 
Each of us gifted differently
we are a symbiotic species
relying on each other to survive
 
It is an era of wisdom  
let us not alienate each other