Filling Empty Minds

Each one of us starts empty,
Just waiting to be filled,
With love and words
And things we learn;
The empty space is killed.

Displaced with all the good things,
And sometimes with the bad,
We learn from
Those around us
And the special times we’ve had.

When we are still quite empty,
In our younger years,
It’s easy for us,
To fill up,
With love and hope and fears.

It means the young are easy led,
And learn things very fast,
But bad times leave,
A dirty mark,
Even when long passed.

When spending time with young friends,
We need to think about,
The lessons that
We’re teaching them:
They’re quicker in than out.

There’s positives within this,
Because those younger minds,
Will grow and flourish
Happily
When watered with good times.

Thank you to the amazingly talented Karen Lee for making my words sound beautiful:

Filling Empty Minds - a poem by Pooky

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24 Responses to Filling Empty Minds

  1. I love this one Pooky, and you are right we do so have to be careful what we teach our young.

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  2. Wonderful. So insightful.

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  3. This is so very true, Pooky. We must be so very careful to lovingly nurture those precious young minds, and to respect they come with their special individuality. There is a wonderful quote by Khalil Gibran on children that I love.

    On Children
    by Kahlil Gibran

    Your children are not your children.
    They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
    They come through you but not from you,
    And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.

    You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
    For they have their own thoughts.
    You may house their bodies but not their souls,
    For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
    which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
    You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
    For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

    You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
    The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
    and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
    Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
    For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
    so He loves also the bow that is stable.

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  4. wbdeejay says:

    Another good one Pooky! I guessed that raising your children brought this inspiration. Great to put it out there because so many people seem to have no idea about this, and a little reminder for the rest of us doesn’t go astray!

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    • PookyH says:

      I can’t remember what inspired this. I honestly don’t recall writing it Peter! But yes, no doubt, my little ones would have been the inspiration.

      I am always very aware of the lasting impact that any negative experiences they have now will have. A bit like damaging a sapling, you’ll see that wound grow and morph over many years.

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  5. Emily Page says:

    A beautiful poem. Truer words never spoken. The sort of words people would stitch onto a sampler in days gone by…

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  6. This is so very true Pooky. And all we can do is our best. What those little minds do with that as they grow is their choice. Lots to think about here. 😊 Xx

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  7. Otrazhenie says:

    Wonderful poem. So true.

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  9. Otrazhenie says:

    Hi Pooky. Loved your poem so much that would like to re-post it on my blog with a link to this page if that’s OK with you. Can you please let me know whether you are happy for your poem to be posted at http://otrazhenie.wordpress.com/2013/12/15/filling-empty-minds/ . Thanks πŸ™‚

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  10. bloodnshadow says:

    Really good poem. The other day I was thinking the same. Thinking about the mistakes I’ve done with my children. They’re not that big of a deal for us adult (at times) but in a children’s life is enormous. Just by being selfishly strict in the way I try to educate them. Thanks again for such a great poem.

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