Clouded

Clouded

A Poem by John Prophet

View
of things.
How we
perceive.
How we
think.
Our senses,
are they enough?
Enough
to know
truth?
Enough
to know
the true
nature of
things,
true extent
of creation
on all its
levels?
As constituted,
is the
animal able
to discern?
Discern creation.
Discern intention.
Intention
of the
unknown.
Discern
its place.
As constituted
limited.
Limited by
ignorance.
Limited by
delusion.
Limited by
the animal.
Understanding,
clouded!

© 2020 John Prophet


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Deep questions here, which have been pondered by people all the way back to the great sages of India. Can the purely physical comprehend the truth of life? Still working on this one myself. Liked the spare, clear style of this one.

PS: In the line following "Our Senses," I think you meant to add a y to the.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

John Prophet

4 Years Ago

Hi JB,

Thank you for your comment and the catch. Made corrections.

JP



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Deep questions here, which have been pondered by people all the way back to the great sages of India. Can the purely physical comprehend the truth of life? Still working on this one myself. Liked the spare, clear style of this one.

PS: In the line following "Our Senses," I think you meant to add a y to the.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

John Prophet

4 Years Ago

Hi JB,

Thank you for your comment and the catch. Made corrections.

JP

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John Prophet is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived rea.. more..

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