Enlightenment
When sleep becomes a boon
out of tune whether it is noon
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When this world begins not to exist Does all become darkness then? Who knows… //.... Thanks for deeply philosophical musings including queries based on personal experience and observation. Thanks for sharing a well articulated poem.
beautiful inquisitive poem- Who knows… But the mind itself, what it's playing with Or is it all a blank? A Dark? An emptiness? Or… Enlightenment? // beautiful poem shared, thanks