who wants forever?
who wants a road that leads to
a straight line, without any
crooked view on
the sided? who wants to
be left here
in the now forever?
who wants all the leaves
and the pebbles?
the sentence even
needs a period.
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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