on the last day
he stretches his hands
and say
you are my destiny
now i am all yours
how does the snake feel
after getting its new skin?
how does the new sprout
leave its old shell?
the chick finally leaving
the white and dry wall?
welcome says the Master
now shed off everything for
you are home.
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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