Supreme Understanding

By Mory Keita

The horizon appears far above my head,

The sun gleams without end behind cloudy curtains

Like some eternal flame blown by an eternal being.

Beyond my sight lie comets, stars and distant galaxies.

Is it reasonable to seek things beyond one’s comprehension?

To ponder upon the unknown, the unseen?

To say, all things can be seen through the mind?

I have seen a ladder spreading from continent to continent,

I have seen all there is to be seen on earth, and I was not amazed.

Should I build a ladder spreading from earth to heaven?

Should I climb it to see the farthest corners of the universe?

Is it possible to understand the universe, to spread it across a table?

Perhaps, there is no such things as supreme understanding; not in this world.

Supreme Understanding

A place beneath the tree

              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.

                                              

A place beneath the tree