a rose by any other name
what's in a name?
This poem is inspired by a recent exchange in Notes:
A cool accompanying song is Kota The Friend’s Grateful:
he spent a lifetime watching the sky the mountains the rivers listening to the wind ~all the things it carried and unburdened whole rings were dedicated to thinking to 'understanding' though he was ever- expanding and never the same he spent a lifetime searching for comfort in answers for ideas in letters and numbers is God by any name God birds have their own way of praise trees bow instead of kneeling listening does not mean hearing sight does not mean vision knowledge does not mean understanding maybe God is a question and language is the wrong medium half the world away is a truth he’s never heard in a tongue he’s never spoken but the sky still stretches the mountains still stand the rivers still flow and the wind still carries the message of everything
Q: I know I’m dipping into controversial territory here, but what’s your take?
Not only did I enjoy reading this but I had fun as well, I’m loving your authenticity🎀🩷🩷