i shall satisfy you all
none shall go home without a gift
i give you the beauty of
a silent face
to another the fullness of
open arms
and to the most patient of them all
i shall give what i have always kept
for quite a time
this nothingness of the mind
this anticipations of the soul
this path that leads to more
gardens of flowers in that
fertile fields of free formations.
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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