as I nudge the many clouds;
to swallow blue skies
of mirrored sea
my eyes become cerulean,
and see perfectly--
the entrance
of wisdom’s door
and until death- -
I will be drawn into it…
another knock!
and silence will answer,
‘If I only had, faith's ears, to listen’
Author notes
"Knock on the sky and listen to the sound"
My profound poetry
Zen
A contest entry
- Zen Saying by eat.yo.soup.
750 points, ended October 22, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Silver PW II by crivanea.
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Comments
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very good the search for wisdom is never done and we grow for all of our days if we are wise, indeed; this is a very thoughtful poem...PK
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congrats on the silver
a lovely slioe of words tripping across the page, well done indeed
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brilliant piece
thank you
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I see
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