The Knowing

The knowing poem

The sun glows, the river flows, the wind blows, the tree grows and the world goes on and on, until it doesn't. The world is until it isn't and then perhaps it never. Was it really ever?

 

MEANDERINGS

Once we are dead the world no longer exists for you. The world no longer matters to the dead and it might as well not exist. In mind of this, does it matter so much while we are alive?

 

TAGS

Hindsight, Planet, Worlds

 

MUSIC

Greensleeves. Music English folk song c.1580

Forrest Gump Soundtrack. Music by Alan Silvestri 1994

 

LINKS

M. C. Esher, 1898–1972

 

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