The poetry of soulful life.

A mind. Is supposed to be full of thoughts.  Obvious thought. Trivial thought. Profound thought.  Clever thought. Hidden thought. Yes, the full gamut. My mission, of course, is to corral my thoughts. To pick them up. One at a time. For careful examination. For linking. Into a chain of thought. Helping me. As I ponder and muse. In an attempt to discover my being. Today is special. Having set into motion. The thoughtful poetry of soulful life. --Jim Broede