What does a flower, a butterfly
A bird, have in common with awareness
Does it matter what bird
What flower, what butterfly it is
Preferences are made to elaborate
Colours are chosen to ritualise
With definition, prescribed
Does it matter
What awareness of shade
What mood is depicted in subtle
Softness of a tempo
A melody, a vibe, adjustment of lights
An alternative to neon's artificial
Turning down, opting for the moon
Over the sun's illumination
Allegiance with candle flames
A guru's mat, a searcher
Getting off fast lanes, street lights
A garden of thought
Meditating on waterfalls and trees
Stone sculptures and tranquility
An Arabian tent, a Moroccan rag, an African mask
An Indian spice, scent and colour
What is meaning, if I am to ask
And definitions and answers, requisite
To unknown questions and religion's purpose
What are we searching for
What is so obvious, yet unnamed
Unknown, but for the awareness
Of missing enigma, in definition
Of self, a stranger in the mirror
Does it matter, what bird
What flower, what butterfly it is
On a sabbatical
A journey of discovery
no that does not matter as much as the journey...
ReplyDeleteA lot to think about here!
ReplyDeleteVery nice flow of images.
ReplyDeleteVery nice flow of images.
ReplyDeleteYou bring us very close to that which we are looking for in this meditative poem, Kodjo.
ReplyDeleteA philosophical discourse that asks many questions of a journey of self-discovery - questions essential to returning from that journey without illusion.
ReplyDeleteI like this poem :)
ReplyDeleteSo many questions and many without answers. Many mysteries indeed.
ReplyDeleteSo mystique. Nice to speculate on the points there. It made me dreamy and calm! Thanks.
ReplyDeleteA journey of discovery indeed....this is beautiful Kodjo! :-)
ReplyDeleteit does start with awareness... many go about their day and don't have this basic "first step".
ReplyDeleteYour questions in poem form are quite thought provoking ...
ReplyDeletequite a read ...I think I can read this many more times...
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