And we hope / all the time / that our Gods / want some light / to shine...
The birth of poetry…
A long time ago… there was no time there was no place only a chaotic cavalcade of possibilities but even there there was a life immanent in a moment before the universe was born…
Gravity began to work making quark – gluon lakes in a sea of radiation exotic matter strange phenomena were fighting, loving and dying the mess of protons and neutrons baryonic matter began to manifest itself electrons gathered around nuclei stable atoms have accrued…
Life has got a clay to shape its body.
What about ideas and souls?
A long time ago when the Sky, the Sea and the Earth were in harmony poetry has appeared.
Now we humans live on a rock globe imprisoned in a membrane of water and organic matter on the surface of this planet.
What about ideas and souls?
And we hope all the time that our Gods want some light to shine though the darkness…
Maybe poetry is about our dreams from the future?
“There is no death only songs in how the universe is dreaming about us…”
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