Photo by Arvind shakya from Pexels The dark in truth is unspoken.Hardly witnessed.Barely felt without wings or a horse.The backside of the moon.Or Mercury.Why? We seek a hidden.With great flair, if quiet is too heavy for us.With silence, if noise is too hollow. You are the tears of my age.
Photo from Wikimedia Nothing and no one has certainty on this Earth. Nothing is always. Uncertainty is the only certainty there is. Outside that, pray for 95% at the best. Werner Heisenberg proved that in 1927. Accept it: Ambiguity is no more threatening than life itself. Don’t believe everything you think. And be prepared for
Photo from Wikimedia What is this mystery called love?Patience of the soul?Fickle-mindedness of the heart?Buona fortuna of the naked skin? What is love, for that matter, but a labyrinth of sensations.A labyrinth, I say, of questions, and more. And what is a labyrinth?Besides love?A maze passing through in no particular direction.A compass without a point.
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Photo by Pixabay from Pexels The instinctive fear of death is instinctiveWe, the essence, do not dieOnly we the fearfulOnly fear dies.Not one great Wisdom denies life after deathEgyptians and their pharaohs knew that, long before Krishna told it What death is, is a treeA magnificent, undying treeBeyond which we sow our futureAnd find our futureWhat we leave
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Photo by James Reyes from Pexels Ultimately what frees her is what binds herFor she discovers nothing is absolutely freeHow great teachers differAbout most everything philosophicalHow none of them has grasped a golden thread of pure knowledgeIt’s wonderful for her self-expressionTo know there’s such honored company in cosmic ignoranceBut where that leads is to never ending askingAbout lifeAbout
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