Silence and truth
Or
Truth and silence
Where is me
A Step forward
Like
The bronze statue
In the middle of the city
Gleaming eyes
Determined look
A sword in hand
Or a waving arm
The long coat
Or sitting Buddha
Teaching
Meditating
Eyes closed
Or the religions
Of God
Where is me
Under the Great Wall
Or the Kremlin
God’s soldier
Or martyr of freedom
On the altar of Taj
In the poet’s book
Or loved one’s heart
Where is me
Maybe 'me' is a the result of the interaction between all this you describe and 'me'. Universe and 'me' giving to each other a mean to know and be known. 'Me' is all this and something different too. I like your deep questions :)
We are all like sand on a beach or a dust on land, like a dot we have our own place in the universe. Let us just make the most of our time and the best of our talents. Very good thought, a 10.
The eternal quest...maybe you are present in all these places that you think about simply by thinking about them? I liked this poem a lot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you are in my heart! !