WHIMSICAL POETRY

Genius at Work
10/25/83
I reach out...
     to touch a mind
     I knew very long ago.
The mind is hiding
     The face remains
     The memories lay there, still
     The name is as ever, unchanged
     The laugh is the same
But the mind... The Mind?
     That beautifully open, crazy,
     kind, deliriously - funny -
     thought - thinking mind
That ingeniously disorganized
     cabinet cluttered with
     cobwebs of gold
That wonderfully wild yet wise -
      beyond - its -time - mind
That Mind !!!  Exiled itself?
     I will not believe that
     illogically, logical mind
     would retire itself -
          forever.
     It has withdrawn again,
     to piece together some
     perplexingly precious
     puzzle as yet unsolved
     by humankind

     Hush, there's a genius at work here!