In all its wildness I see the sky
Full with stars, the shining lights
The light that is lit by the heavens
Are beyond my imagination
The purpose it serves
The wildness of the forest
And the dancing trees
Hidden creatures moving around
Going in the wild round and round
The wildness in the mind
Like spiral, thoughts, trying to unwind
In the form of some art on the canvas
Or by the pen in poetic form
Even in form of notes of the music
This wildness around keeps the hope alive
A fruit for thoughts and curiosity of the mind
(cont.) fruit for thoughts sounding a little off to me. so i Googled it and was 'given': Anything that gives you a reason to stop and ponder is food for thought. It's an expression that's been around in its current form since the nineteenth century, yes, food is what i'm used to hearing, but fruit is a food, so i won't argue! ! ! :) but what hope is kept alive? ? bri (:
(cont.) ok, i read it at least twice, and now i feel the lack of punctuation bothers me more than a little. ha ha. favorite stanza: Like spiral, thoughts, trying to unwind In the form of some art on the canvas Or by the pen in poetic form Even in form of notes of the music (cont.)
What a wonderful write. No doubt art draws inspiration from Nature. Nature stimulates thoughts n words that lead to the creation of beautiful poetry or painting or some other form of creativity. A huge 10.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very interesting poem. I am happy to read it.....