Rooted in as a listener
speaking with a stammer
beholding wisdom within all of us
wilting their skin upon the Earth that’s on a cusp
knowledge isn’t always satisfying
parts of it urges one to stop trying
as the world is caught up in petty arguments
sharing words in careful installments
with their own subconscious
that the anger and quarrels
won’t rip them from limb to limb as they hurl
further through the battle cries
for all of our eyes
are better off closed.
After I finished the image I perceived sort of an elephant man with an eyeball in his hand and his other hand held up to his ear. After viewing the image the poem listed above is what just sort popped out of my head. The elephant man gave off a sort of all knowing wisdom vibe to me. The eyeball in his hand made me think of a crystal ball all knowing all seeing.
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