i've seen the truth
and heard its sound
i've seen its light
surging and strong
i've touched its softness
caressed its directions
i've seen it leave me
because i have always
said to myself
< I am not ready>
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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