Platitudes and truisms

The bland mediocrity of "this is nice" 

Is not for me. 

The saying of something to fill a vacuum 

Of words to try and bridge a void

Is an abuse of language 

And of nature's gifts

I want to engage on a plane of ideas

I want my mind to feel tested,  challenged

To travel in thought and to set the world right

I want to soar beyond

The tedium of toe tapping torpor.

With you,  a door opens to decades of discussion 

Of doubt and debate, of life. 

With you,  ideas take on a life that moves me. 

With you,  I come alive. 

With you,  I could live.