Back on the window sill
Staring down...
From the 17th floor
At the progressive consequence
Of the forward motion of time
As a man I choose falling over drowning
But the database already knew that...
Funny how long it takes our superior minds
To calculate the obvious...
Always looking for the most complex solution
Such complicated stupidity
Where reason ends, man begins...
And I live in a one-storey house...
It has a pool... but I am a man after all.
Longing to climb back onto that window sill
To see it all again...
Just to make sure.
I must say tat I enjoyed this poem greatly. It is a carful observation of or natures attempt to grasp at life with our minds,while the simple understanding that comes from the heart goes unherd. GReat poem! ~ Lots of Love~
This is the first time I see it. But I see it :) So, that means I am here.