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.
Monday, January 17, 2011
there is more to get than what we just see on the surface of those petals one can deduce what life is
the wilting for instance, the shortness of time that is left for all of us sometimes one must suspect that all these are but farewell speeches.
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