LETTER TO THE MOST RESPECTED POET
Oh, dear poet, your love for us,
mortal creatures with nasty smells,
with devil's looks, disguised in angels,
or the other way around,
dusty and furious and most of all, lusty
approaches you to god himself
"Why?" it is my question, why are you still
singing a virtue that never been ours
only your perfect reflection in the mirrors
of heavenly waters?
I hope we'll meet in our next journey
through human meadows
that milk will spring in our galaxy
eventually!
mortal creatures with nasty smells,
with devil's looks, disguised in angels,
or the other way around,
dusty and furious and most of all, lusty
approaches you to god himself
"Why?" it is my question, why are you still
singing a virtue that never been ours
only your perfect reflection in the mirrors
of heavenly waters?
I hope we'll meet in our next journey
through human meadows
that milk will spring in our galaxy
eventually!
The perfect Tagore quote
"Unbroken perfection, the nature is"
the poet says
One star succumbs
The interstellar wind a galaxy will birth next
No wonder
Science men have found a faster than the light
way of travel
Warping or better said
surfing on man created stellar waves
No wonder, I do say
cause in her perfection, unbroken as the poet stated,
she can mould her shape, her dimensions
in such infinite ways
to match our understanding
and it was flat
later, quite round
it came alive with a big bang
recently, we found out
that it cools herself till the next aeon
will ignite into a new star
So unbroken as she is
the perfect nature cuddles us with her splendour
Best Regards,
Iulia Gherghei
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