I see faces

to precipitate coherence into words

my mind disdains ambiguity

and leaps to recognize a shape,

to flesh out what shouldn’t just be pieces

and make them be a whole,

a form that makes sense to me,

I like how often I see faces

in the lines of branches or mossy rocks, even in clouds,

something within me craves to create coherence,

to make sense of what I see,

to find recognizable pattern in what’s out there,

similarly my mind runs a processor 

just below the surface of my consciousness

with some kind of recognition software,

it correlates, coalesces, compounds, creates,

as I use my mind to notice

and to seek to understand what is,

when the conditions are right, when I’m ready,

I access that software

and work to find the thoughts that hint at coherence

and then to find the words

that precipitate coherence onto the page,

then the scientist in me

compares the words to what is actually there, 

to see if I’ve rendered true.

by Henry H. Walker

May 6, ‘17