I will follow you
Wherever you go
Like my fingers pressing
Every letter
To follow you
My thought
And find you and dress you
With words
You can be a poem
Afterwards
Without my knowing
In your becoming
These are poetic experiments. Man's quest for the poetic element never ceases. He is always caught in the eye of awe. He does not make the rules now. The rules change depending on the emotion that time and space feed him. He must see everything with his wide eyes gaping. The beginning of poetry too, like philosophy is wonder. Look and see. Do not stop wondering You are the poet. And everything is poetry. Wonder. Wander.
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