Epistemology (edit)

In spirit, I sit in clarity and toss a pebble into the lake of infinite possibility,
glyptic ripples impart understanding

On a bench in front of the coffee shop I toss a word into the conversation of companions,
the architecture of limbs and eyes imparts understanding.

In silence I watch a thought envolve into a new world, visualizing another page in my book of infinite personifications.

Playfully I choose clothing, companions, and destinations,
nudging ossified spirits toward mirth,
fed by the beauty in the eyes of children.

At home I read, write, cook, clean, and garden,
sometimes fear arrives in a new disguise to present me with another riddle.


3 thoughts on “Epistemology (edit)

  1. Love the photo. Feelings of happiness and fear in one shop, in my eyes. And I really love how you ended your poem with that last line. Haunting. Almost as if you’re trying to say fear can appear in any form.


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