I will sing with my spirit, but I will also sing with my understanding. ~ 1 Corinthians 14:15b (NIV)
They say you can't be too dumb
to recover — you can be too smart.
Certainly there's reason for so saying
yet it's not necessarily true.
Analysis plays the boogie-bear.
Sorting out pieces, working the puzzle,
arguing logic disagrees, debunks glibness.
Simple feels flippant, absurd,
like it dishonors the Power, denigrates truth.
Simple, not easy – but obvious, inevitable,
the one logical exegesis,
what remains when all else is tried.
And when intelligence melds
transformative with obvious,
yields to the irony,
embraces the preposterous —
then acuity sheds its handicap
and gleefully explores possibilities,
providing vocabulary, metaphor, clarity
to the melody of Recovery.
to recover — you can be too smart.
Certainly there's reason for so saying
yet it's not necessarily true.
Analysis plays the boogie-bear.
Sorting out pieces, working the puzzle,
arguing logic disagrees, debunks glibness.
Simple feels flippant, absurd,
like it dishonors the Power, denigrates truth.
Simple, not easy – but obvious, inevitable,
the one logical exegesis,
what remains when all else is tried.
And when intelligence melds
transformative with obvious,
yields to the irony,
embraces the preposterous —
then acuity sheds its handicap
and gleefully explores possibilities,
providing vocabulary, metaphor, clarity
to the melody of Recovery.
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