my mind
without substance
ransacks
inner universe
building taste
and forms
save soul.
What a remarkable poem...truly wonderful, Thanks for sharing cheers Jon
way to capture several philosophical views in such a short poem!
The mind is a rather ethereal thing. Where does it reside exactly? Does it reside completely in the bioelectrical sponge called the brain? I like your thought of the 'mind without substance ransacking the inner universe, building taste and forms' for that is what an active mind does. It tears down existing structures into composite parts and recatagorizes them as it forms new structures. And you are right that all in all you throughout the process one is building soul and taste. Thank you for a thought provoking write!
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I would like to translate this poem
You have done it again.........Lovely one.