By Mory Keita
Where is that place beneath the tree?That temple of wisdom where knowledge
Flourish and falls like summer’s leaves,
And existence has a proper significance.
Where is that lost paradise my heart seeks?
There, Pythagoras and Archimedes discuss
Symmetries of nature and beauty of shapes;
Plato, Aristotle, Socrates and great thinkers
Question the purpose of life itself.
That is the place I wish, that is the world I have lost.
Adam and Eve lost the Garden of Eden and did not find it again,
Will I find again that place beneath the tree?
Till that day, I shall find solace in this foolish world.
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11 comments:
Hi Mory, great poem, it has a wonderful timber ;)
Wow, this is very literary, you are well-read:) Good for you. I like your longing for the lost world, and your making do with this one in the meantime. Good writing!
I feel as if I am seated there through your words, very possibly munching on grapes.
THANK YOU!
Read my think tank Thursday poem.
ah yes....
"Till that day, I shall find solace in this foolish world."
As do we all...and finding friends and poets make this foolish world a bit sweeter. :)
An excellent piece, Mory! "I shall find solace in this foolish world." So true for us all. Wonderful writing!
-Weasel
Mory,
A wonderful view of sanctuary.
What a peaceful place to be!
Best wishes,
Eileen
a cool place under the tree,
lovely!
I would love it 2.
beautiful images your word paint,
enjoyed the read.
Questions about and the search for paradise have gone on since the beginning of time! Well done, Mory.
I sure hope you find that place beneath the tree! It indeed a sanctuary. Skillfully written!
'And existence has a proper significance.'
A great line, and a lovely poem.
Mory this is beautiful! There is such depth in your words. :-)
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