42 (poetry + art)
The self is quite the elusive master,
coming and going, faster and faster.
We try to escape it, then go seeking;
Hearing nothing but the ego speaking.
All the roles we play, dissolving away,
til we're all that's left to put on display.
The one that knows with nothing to question,
that follows the path, needs no suggestion.
That finds balance in authenticity,
embraces it all with integrity.
It has no need for the explanation;
Everything is part of the equation.
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me encanto ese poema muchas felicitaciones
Very Nice
Very good
Needs some cuss words, but other than that, well done!!!
Shit fuck!
Perfect!
Hey @clayboyn - thanks for the upvote on my cherry blossom post. I'm glad you enjoyed it.
I've been enjoying your poetry posts. I keep meaning to invite you to share them in Blockchain Poets. I don't think we are big enough to give you much of an increased post reward, but we are a growing community so you might gain a larger audience for your poems.
Eh, money is money. I just let it take care of itself. I'll check out the group though, sounds interesting.