there is no use really
arguing about God
whether he exists
or not
whether he is present
now amidst
our triangular grouping
there is no use
he was once here and
as we are too noisy
he left
a minute ago.
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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