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The Universe

it wasn't the right day to go outside to get the seeds, the land, fertilizer and whatever? don't feel the bad taste of seeing what have we become without knowing? these sparrows wandering around confused about the null beds... these afternoons with the ivy growing absurdly over the walls... you're not afraid to be despising this same sun that saw us grow? what importance is there in what we think, if from the window the universe seems calm and are the killers safe on TV? now the wind drives the trees mad, now the clouds run over the horizon, now it looks like everything is going to rain. time to plant the seeds we found, the universe recalculates its expansion rate with every seed planted in this ground

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Komal Walimbe

Date: 5/29/2022 10:09:00 AM

Amazing and a thoughtful write Marco....It really made me thinking...Yes the universe is expanding but so are the thoughts of human mankind ,who knows if our earth was to survive before we find the answers to the unlimited questions of the universe! A great poem! Have a great day!:)

Marco Chies
Date: 5/29/2022 2:03:00 PM

Thank you Komal for your encouraging words!

L Milton Hankins

Date: 5/28/2022 3:45:00 PM

Seeds. Yes, seeds. Promising opening; fitting ending. And where did you get these seeds, Marco? Are they promises? Time to plant them when "it looks like everything is going to rain?" I love the image of the ivy growing "absurdly" over the walls, too.

Marco Chies
Date: 5/28/2022 3:53:00 PM

it is customary to plant (or transplant) on cloudy and/or rainy days. the seeds are the hopes we give up when we give more importance to a plastic, electronic and disembodied world. Thans, Milton. You are always very shrewd in your observations, characteristic of a restless, knowledge-seeking brain.