A Fool Can Learn to BeA Poem by KWPA fool! Yes, a fool, chasing the need to ‘be someone’, skirt tailing to be noticed, waving a flag called success. Oh you, you Yahoo! Millennia have passed, and still, we try to ‘become’. “Hahahahahahahaha!” Can you hear it? Can you hear the Everywhen? He is bellowing, booming with laughter, at our meagre attempts to stitch ourselves into our own supercharged, intrinsically designed, intensely colourful, purpose built, embroidered life. Stop, breathe …. Walk with me into the folds of nature. Let us lose the path and walk beyond. Let us walk until the sounds of ‘success' are all but a forgotten trickle in the stream. Let us sit within nature, where life asks for nothing and we too need naught. Where the blade of grass grows just to grow, the birds, bees and butterflies pillage the ever giving flora, the wind passes just to pass, bringing with it a fresh burst of life, the sun shines on with everlasting kisses on the backdrop our home, natures food chain continues the cycle without a bawdy fight for any kind of fanfare. Where life enters and leaves rather quietly, in its own expression of time. Stop, breathe …. Let us listen, to the unbecoming. Let us too, unbecome. Let us unravel, undo, unlearn, unknow. For this place is where a fool can learn to ‘be’. © 2015 KWPAuthor's Note
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Added on October 10, 2015Last Updated on October 10, 2015 AuthorKWPSydney, NSW, AustraliaAbout'The kernel, the soul — let us go further and say the substance, the bulk, the actual and valuable material of all human utterances — is plagiarism. For substantially all ideas are sec.. more..Writing
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