The problem is you write <br />What we do not understand, what we do not even want <br />To think and yet so necessary, so universal <br />As air <br />As water <br /> <br />The existence that wouldn’t last <br />That which cannot be reborn <br />This division from one to thousands and millions <br />Spreading in the skies <br />Diffusing to all the fluids of this universe <br /> <br />The mother of creation <br />Fifteen minutes of guile <br />Then to <br /> Fifteen hundred years of suffering <br />Who can stop this Yoonoos? <br />This pessimism of man <br />His hopes that die sooner <br />Than a petal of a rose that I just plucked today <br /> <br />Nature always comes and goes <br />Taking anything and yet leaving everything <br />To grow <br />Vanishing and yet still so abundant <br />As far as our eyes can see <br /> <br />Was it just yesterday <br />There was this heavy rain <br />This flood and everything was mud and water <br />And now look at this sun rising above all the grounds <br />I see the glimpses of grass <br />Worms wriggling, I see life again <br />Always undefeated, always surging!<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yes-yoonoos-the-mother-moment/
