Climbing West Of Lotus Flower Peak Comments

....incredible poem with images of war ★

The difficulty with metaphors is that they lose translations over time and over languages. A Lotus-Flower is romantic and distant as a metaphor. It is tradition and fatalistic mixed into to one fragile flower. Seek to preserve the flower and you kill it. Leave it behind, pristine, and you are without it, but for your (cherised) thoughts. Connecting with tradition and the seasons, mounted on a goose, calling into the void of the sky not in vain (but who else would listen?) , watching rebels become bureaucrats, cyclical, seduction, force of arms, watched from afar. Day dreamer, hiding from the truth, escaping, yet critical and not proactive. A day dream and no place to land.