In The Attic Of The Earth
contemplation
needs no consideration
no abbreviations either
if abbreviated
that's outdated
deprecated
things that haven't been updated
all go into oblivion
Could you imagine
our poems
all fall into oblivion?
why do we create?
day and night
to be forgotten? !
look at Chaucer
look at Spencer
they are still being read
though our heads may become red
and many a tear were shed
but they are classics
immortals
they are still being read
they are not dead yet
though their graves have gone into shards
they are immortals and still great bards
we still read them
from the North Pole to Jerusalem
look at Daniel Brick
he is the most artistic poet
his words are still chic,
but very unfortunate and very tragic
he left without a trace
that's not chique
look at Dilip Kumar
he's still remembered
he is the world-famous Indian Star
he became 99 years old
his fame and films have become gold
never a bridge too far
he is India's greatest star
concerning our favourites
was about contemplation
I found out contemplation
also means:
inner experience of God's presence,
so contemplation needs consideration
and so very huge
you can refuse
contemplation
so no more inner experience of God's presence
I tell you in all honesty
I wanna democracy
with God's contemplacy
that is contemplation of God's Love
inner experience of God's presence
He resides nearest
here above
in the attic of the earth
Great and awesome poem that sees the need for contemplation in today's noisy world. It's unfortunate that little people find time to have inner reflection nowadays. Thanks for sharing ma'am Sylvia
Dear Kostas, the greatest poet from Greece, I am gratefully yours! Thank you for your brevit response full of wisdom
Dear Solomon, your u derstanding is greatest in reading this humble but precious poem, thank YOU for thinking at your best for this poem, truly you are a good reader. Yur name says it all: Solomon
Indeed Emmanuel your ma is the habit in Africa to call ma to an elder person, I been recently in Ghana, same, in Nigeria sam, thank you son
MNy heartiest thanks to the poets here mentioned: (there is no other name than these, LOL)
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