In this land
of contradictions,
some trees blossom,
others are evergreen,
such as a circle
hidden inside
a square,
a triangle inside
itself,
or Escher
fiddling with Bach
to make the Earth
giggle in their bubbles
of math.
In this changing land
of contradictory paths,
one must ask
where are the limits
of these tracks,
who is the ruler
of these lands?
I gaze in amazement
as I laugh,
land of contradictions,
I am.
Neither
good or bad,
glad or sad,
mad or fad,
where am I?
In the land
of my future,
I ask,
and I only see
I imagine that.
In the land
of my past,
I ask,
and I only remember
I had that.
In such contradiction
I had to ask,
is my solution
just an empty sack?
I sat
and waited
for an answer,
and all I got
was a trap,
another
contradiction,
so I had to laugh.
Waiting for an illusion?
What a blast!
I yelled at Escher,
and made him mad.
He called Gödel
to make me look bad.
So, I played with Bach
until they had
their wanted match.
I dropped my bag,
and again, I sat
not expecting
to get my sack back
I emptied my mind
of so many
silly facts.
In this land
of contradictions,
I chose to find
the riddle
that made it
all fine.
So, came the eagle,
my eye of awareness,
which made it all
turn upside down:
In the land
of today,
it said,
you can see
the contradiction
you are,
both as one,
and then
there is no
contradiction,
but your own mind,
because as an eagle
there is no mind,
just the experience
of being one.
What appears to be double, might just be an illusion, a trick of the mind that allows us to divide and multiply, as long as our perception is adjusted to such entrapment. Shift your perception, what do you see? Does the eye interpret colors from wavelengths or does color exist beyond our perception?
this is beautiful Lina…