we can see them
climb the stairs we are on the ground
with the grass
we shall share the excitement of
the beginners
we pretend we have not gone there
we shall not tell them
what we found.
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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