from the beginning things are too simple
each creature has no name
they know each other by the sound
and smell and the simplest glance ever
eye to eye
gives the needed peace
love and compassion
somehow the beginning was lost
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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