Friday, September 25, 2009

I search Between…

Between a worry and a wonder,
In the opus of time, between each day and night.
That spactrum in the drop of dew,
Between the sun and the drop.
A little seed, has grown into tree with flowers.
Between the seed and the flower.
Dusted dreams,
Between the sapience and sin.
Still searching for you,
Between a decision and a mistake.

Close up:
"A witty saying proves nothing."
~ Voltaire (1694-1778)"


  1. Very abstract…But beautiful.
    You are searching between casual humanly emotions, the physical world, the changing life (lives) around you, between teaching and execution of the teaching (i.e., sapience and sin – dream is sapience and dust is sin) and at last between decisions and fears….
    Spectrum in the dew is again the totality of the field you looking at. Isn’t it a reflection of self?
    I can’t go beyond. That’s all I can interpret.
    Haa haa….Wide range…But what are you searching in there?

  2. Thanks for the comment can fill in any thing you like(search).