Essence
Behind vortex wall
One can see true reflection of the soul
The time in nature is abstract
Is there beginning or ending to his countenance
The spirit is enigmatic
And perhaps like ocean vast
It always yearns for freedom
But freedom is hard to define
What is responsible for sky being blue?
Why life in ocean did began?
What is the force behind the force controlling sun?
What happens after death?
About what do Gods dream?
What is the meaning of life?
Where does thought end?
What is beyond abstract?
Why do roses smell so sweet?
Why butterfly has colorful wings?
Why nightingale sings?
Why bird of paradise moves the soul with its beauty?
The thing that has no name
That great vortex from beyond
What lies beneath fabric underlying nature of being?
This which can only be called essence
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2014
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment