The beloved is sitting in front
For me to paint her pretty face
The lines and the forehead
Eyes and lips
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A powerful poem, mixing very deep thoughts, the flow of a consciousness trying to catch the details of oneself (Quest[ion] of the 'Who'...) into an appropriate imagery which catches the mind into the decribed scene. Reality and Dream mixing together to prepare the best conditions of a real search of the 'I', where values and usual conditions leave place to something which can appear strange because of a lack of habitude, but which is the real way to find out oneself, a place where there is only 'I', whoever this 'I' could appear. The loss of the reference points is starting point from where 'I' can be 'seen' as it is. I also love the third stanza, in which Truth is interpretated through its multiple angles, like the faces of a diamond. The diamond (Truth) can only be considered through all its faces to be understood.... One side of it is the truth, indeed, but the whole truth is the sum of each of its side.... 10 is not enough, but... A very interesting poem!
sadiq............wow...this one is soo deep and magnificent