people are running,
trying to find shelter,
you watch,
you are in the middle of the road
in an island,
and you stop
you do not want to run like anyone of them
you are wet
and it is raining very hard.
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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