castles made of sand
precariously balanced
all things wash away
castles in the sky
wheelbarrows full of nothing
light, color, and thought
precariously balanced
all things wash away
castles in the sky
wheelbarrows full of nothing
light, color, and thought
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Just watching the interplay of castles rising and washing away these days...nothing to hold on to...just sand, and light, opening and closing the hand and waves.
wonderful verse, Janet == and effective juxtaposition of the two :)
I still find light, color, and thought -- very interesting for the multitude of perspectives it offers:)
if not for that, just imagine our world and life...i may choose death the moment they cease to exist...i may, so I think,
wishes,
devika
Hi Devika~
This was inspired by a conversation about the limitations of language and how they lead to our confusions about "things" versus "states" or "experiences"(which cannot be contained in a wheelbarrow) ....and I think when it comes down to it, light color and thought might be the sum of it:-)
Okay Janet, and that somehow reminded me of
William Carlos Williams "The Red Wheelbarrow"
So much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens
If I may add -- so much depends on individual perception, does it makes sense? :)
wishes,
devika
It's all perception! Nice verse from WCW. Thanks:-)
thanks Janet for that affirmation :-)
wishes,
devika
Wonderful video and the Haiku left me floating ;-)
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