Discover A New Perspective
Updated: Jul 22, 2021
I saw a bird dance on a chimney today,
And in the sky I saw planes overhead.
I saw a man with a crooked leg,
For he walked with all his heart,
And the sweat on his brow was there to stay.
I saw the grass grow quick and slow,
And the I saw the old women chatter at their favourite spot.
I saw the sunlight dripping,
And thought:
At the bottom of the well I see all,
For in the dark-only there can sunlight fall.
When the muses leave, what is left but silence? The abysmal comfort, the unending sleep- when the muse leaves where I go to find it? With what rapture, what song- may I sing now in the day that lasts
The wanderer, the seeker All are all the weaker For they fail to see the world’s telling brand The simple sound of one hand….
I wonder, I wonder If in the depths of our slumber, We ever dream to cease our ceaseless number. Perhaps our questions are naught but answers, Perhaps answers are naught but questions, Our pride is pr
