Chapter 1
In search of a hidden reality
I turn to images of my dreams.
I see a golden lining.
The light of Wisdom beams,
But my eyes are misled
By the appearance and the form.
There’s a cloud that shields the meanings
Of the mind’s creativity storm.
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LIfe is a marathon, we must run the full length. The fourth of a series of five poetry on different topics. This fourth one is life, death, aging, introversion, being different , philosophy.
In search of a hidden reality
I turn to images of my dreams.
I see a golden lining.
The light of Wisdom beams,
But my eyes are misled
By the appearance and the form.
There’s a cloud that shields the meanings
Of the mind’s creativity storm.