Good morning. I have spent a lot of time this morning, trying to best decipher what the well-known saying, “the rest is poetry” means. It is one of those sayings that I have said a lot in my life, but never really thought about it when I was using it as a form of dramatic flair in my speech.
“Experiments are the only means of knowledge at our disposal. The rest is poetry and imagination.” – Max Planck
This is what Chat GPT had to say about it:
“The rest is poetry” is a phrase that is often used metaphorically to suggest that the subsequent information or details are beautifully expressive, imaginative, or emotionally charged, much like poetry. In a literal sense, poetry is a form of literary expression that often uses heightened language and symbolism to convey emotions, ideas, or experiences.
When someone says, “the rest is poetry,” they may be implying that what follows is not just a straightforward or factual account but is infused with deeper meaning, creativity, or a certain level of artistry. It can be a way of signaling that the details or information that come next are to be appreciated for their aesthetic or emotive qualities rather than just their literal content.“
This begs the question, how much about our lives is really factual, concrete content, and how much of it is just pure poetry? Might I suggest remembering the old telephone game, where you whisper a short story, to be passed down through a line of people, each whispering the story to the next person. Rarely does the story told at the beginning of the line, sound anything like the version of the last person who shares it. My poem, written by me/for me, today, can be read below. If you don’t write a poem of your own today, at least enthusiastically live the poetry of your life. It’s epic, your life. It really is epic. The rest of your life is poetry . . . .
“Right in the Middle”
Focus on the center, she said.
Why the center?
The Center is the calm in the storm.
It is the place that everything else orbits around.
It is the heart, the hub, the place.
The Capital City of law and order.
Everything revolves around the center.
Where do I find The Center?
Go deep, deep, deep within.
You’ll find the Center there, contentedly,
steadily, beating the drum of your soul,
breathing life into your dreams,
and expanding your orbit outwards,
into the Universe of your own one Life.
Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.
