Views

On life and its vagaries

On the use of things

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On the use of things

 

Like

A dream

Unrealized

A chant

Unheard

A touch

Un –felt

Is

The

Flower

I watch

 

It sits alone

On a splintered rock

Smiles alone

At the world

 

 

May perish alone

Even

 

As the sun departs

The scene vanishes

 

Why is it there?

I wonder

And the thunder

The mountain

And the fading skies

All say to me

 

It doesn’t matter

It’s there

So are you

Let everything be

 

 

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  1. Oh, oh, oh this is sublime!
    I love the imagery.
    I saw a lone poppy growing at the side of a rusty lamp post today. I was going to write about it, but I don’t need to because you have summed it up beautifully 🙂

    Worldly Winds

    May 17, 2012 at 6:48 pm


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