The Emerald Lake
I don’t believe that
A king , a sultan or a maharaja
Commissioned some engineers to
Design this paradise
But it appears that way
As if meticulously planned
And executed
Even though
It is just a random presence
Of living and nonliving beings.
So you may ask
Why is it so amazing?
So serene
Why is it
Such a powerful force
To put ourselves into meditation?
Into getting absorbed in infinity
in the sere presence of trees, water and mountains
The common things we see everywhere.
And barely pay attention to.
Is it a mirror?
That reflects our inner desire
A hibernating wish
To be one with nature
Or a revelation of
Our inner calmness and serenity
That we desperately search for
Outside?
((*.*))
November 19, 2012
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