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.
Tuesday, September 03, 2013
IT IS NOT JUST A FLOWER
the white petals are what we think we really know pure as we deem it to be white as blinding as what we see
deep inside is this black hole where we are all in and so lost.
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