Flying for Freedom
How bizarre the exploits of the fly
Dashing against the window-pane
Buzzing fatly, hitting glass
Picking up, then trying again
How bizarre the adventures of man
Chasing money, power, fame
Dashing against the window-pane
Buzzing fatly, hitting glass
Picking up, then trying again
How bizarre the adventures of man
Chasing money, power, fame
Running around all day long
Getting nowhere, starting again
posted by -rish at 1:17 AM
4 Comments:
Fantastic analogy, and on some level, what's been 'buzzing around' in my mind as I'm on the brink of my return to America.
No kidding Rahul. And for that matter this business about shifting perspectives is much easier said than done. Look at me...waxing philosophical even as I plant my bum ever firmly in California.
great poem rish!
reminds me of a verse by rumi:
I have lived on the lip
of insanity, wanting to know reasons,
knocking on a door. It opens.
I've been knocking from the inside!
>as I plant my bum ever firmly in California.
perhaps to "find your freedom 10 feet away" ;-)
Viral - touché!
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