The Knowing

The knowing poem

The sun is glowing, the rivers are flowing, the wind is blowing, the trees are growing and the world keeps ongoing, until it doesn't. The world is until it isn't and then perhaps it never. And was it really ever?

 

MUSINGS

Once we are dead the world no longer exists for us. 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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