I woke up in the morning
all flowers of my backyard
painted different hues
who held the brush
did it all through the night.
who propels the Sun
push the moon in the morning,
Sun collects all the stars
in his basket,
releases in night.
we program computers
who programmed us
programing the programmers
where does this mystery end.
I woke up day and night
to see who does this
his ways appear too slow
wears me out of patience
until I took a wink,
when I opened eye lids
surroundings were blooming
within a moment
;
;
;
;
mysterious ways hard to discern
now, ever and ever
Author notes
who lets this universe going
A contest entry
- Do you understand ... by EvilKate.
1400 points, ended November 7, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I apologise profoundly for the delay in judging. I had some serious health issues to deal with and, for reparation I will be sending each participant some points by way of sincere apology. Thank you for your entry.
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We see what is there, the rest is conjecture.
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will comment when finished
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