seclusion—null Self—
the divine in human—God,
reality, fade.
I read all of the comments on this poem. Only one person admitted to being confused by it. I'll step forward as the second to be confused. It's called MADNESS - is the madness that of a human being who considers himself equal to God, a god himself? ? And the first line - I can't follow it grammatically. Seclusion none Self. There's ambiguity in self spelled with a capital S, because it refers to levels of being in Buddhism and Hinduism, but is that happening here?
Ooooooo! Lovely! I do so much enjoy your poetry... haiku is my favorite! Very difficult, but well worth the effort when successfully accomplished... as you my dear have so eloquently done! Touché to you and your pen!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi. I read your work. It is hard to interpret it. Well, it is short and deep I guess. Reallity fades. I like it when you call human a Man-God and how you yourself are the divine voice. Good Luck