Clarity is lost to those focused
upon the bee and not the honey.
Or is it that to many have lost the honey
because of how great they thought they be.
“The devil is in the details.”
From birth to extinction every piece
plays some part. It is not the player
nor that play as much as how
they are woven together.
The arc of the arrow is often
blown astray, the plans of the mighty
lost for want of the unplanned need.
The measure of character is
found in the surmounting of obstacles.
Vision is often lost in those with eyes.
1:57 PM
09/18/08
Alexandria, VA
Author notes
In a word, perspicacious. Just another way to obfuscate what is so clear to see. 
A contest entry
- If You Were A Word - What Word Would You Be? by Mad Moon.
600 points, ended October 3, 2008, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think, what it makes you feel, how you are moved.
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So often our view is "clouded" by our own "seasoned" thinking. We tend to make things so difficult when they are simple in basis. The reference to a child's sight is wonderful, as they "see" everything in all its simplicity. So much of that innocence and understanding is lost as we grow... There is so much more woven into this, as well. Such depth and revelation. I'd have to highlight all of it to pic a favorite line or passage! Wonderfully done, and exactly what I was looking for! LOVED the word you chose, my friend. Thanks for sharing, and good luck!
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This was a delightful challenge. Thanks for the silver. It is not often that my twisted sense of humor is appreciated.
Love, Tom B.
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"the forset and the trees" have to move, but only when we see them in the way, do we manage to push them aside. I cannot fathom how many times a thing has been right there in front of me, and I couldn't see it for looking at it. LOL
Loved this poem Tom. If we still have the strength to forge ahead, jump over, shove to the side, buroow beneath... all "obstacles" will topple. Keep on keeping on dear man.
Always ♥
Reneé
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It is never us or the objects, but our relationship to them. We create puzzles, problems and then demand we solve them. How we greet ourselves in terms of requests and how well we think we will do in regard to solving them has a lot to do with the ease of the task.
thanks for enjoying my tale of the task, wether ants with high hopes or just humans plugging on, we will make it to the end.
Love, Tom B.
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This Is Brilliant
Wow I read this and it is so profound and so full of wisdom.
The measure of character is
found in the surmounting of obstacles.
Vision is often lost in those eyes.
Wow isn't that the truth. What a creative piece this is. Your talent is very admirable and much respected. Best wishes in the contest. Thank you for sharing with me your gift to write poetry.
Wishing you many blessings
Much Love
Kelle Marie
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"Life is a series of obstacles to be surmounted" is one of my personal sayings. I am glad you enjoyed this. I wanted to show how clarity and perception are often confusing to those who can see what you are looking at. So that wisdom not only falls on deaf ears but also more often on ears not ready to hear it. We are all tender and vulnerable and so most be gentle in the way we touch each other, never knowing how much affect even the subtlest of touches may have.
Love, Tom B.
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This totally seems like the word you would be; smart man
I love how you weave clarity and confusion together it really makes the reader think and debate over what they thought they knew. Very good poem I'm in love with it 
Jordanne
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She wanted a word to describe me and I chose perspicacious. But I know that one mans clarity of vision can befog anothers heart. We are so flooded with impressions and contradictions that many never know where to start and want rules so they can be right and forget about the spirit and the inner Light. They meet those whose path is love and faith and can only meet them with fear and hate. 'tis sad but true. It isn't personal, just how lost some are or how they feel they are only safe when the walls are thick and they have a moat around their yard. I wanted to dance with this a little.
Nothing book length, just a crack in the door and a little light shines in.
Love, Tom B.
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I choose for a word, one that meant clarity. I also point out no matter how clear we are, we confuse a great part of the world. It seemed the greater part of perspicacious.
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I'm sorry, Tom...just feeling a bit jaded at the moment. Couldn't help throwing in the other references to bees and honey.
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Of course, I intended it to be there to lend to how we create confusion when we are gifted with a path. How we see children as being about us,forgeting that it is really us, who accept a trust, who must be about the child. I kept it short because we so often run long trying to make sure that we explain it all right and cover all possiblities and end up make it more confusing then when we started.
You know that the beauty of the flower's blossom is a smile upon our soul. Simple. The process of how the flower gets its blossom all full of obstacles. As a gardner we pull the weeds and provide the water when the weather doesn't agree. Just another reflection of the path of our soul.
Love, Tom B.
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A deep and thought complelling piece.Egotism does blind as does greed to the bigger picture.I especially liked this verse,"From birth to extinction every piece
plays some part. It is not the player
nor that play as much as how
they are woven together." There's deeper truths in this than the intellect of modernman has the time to comprehend. Not all,but some. I dare say most.
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Thanks, I tried to keep this a little light, with a few convoluted comments. For Clarity and keeness of perception are often confusing to those who have not seen more than the forest's edge or already decided what it all looks like. I thank you for sharing your perception for I tend to weave my poems on many levels hoping to have them all fall into the Light if possible. So every one can see and never fear of being wrong or right as much as hopefully their spirits I feed.
Peace,
Tom B.
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