imagine that i am a hand
and you are the piece of
a mirror
and i reflect light from
the sun
so that others may see
the greatness of themselves
i guess this could be
the beginning of our noble friendship
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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