Well, here we go with day two of this project. Some late-night photography, and an extended haiku, this time, to accompany it. Humor me.
The back of the sign
Has no meaning; the symbol
Without words — the shape.
So it is with life.
We infer, guess and reckon
As we long for more.
Stop in the name of … what?
Nothing. Just stop. And stay stopped.
Only then can you ask.
No stop signs, no labels;
Road signs for life are inside,
In intuition.
It is yours alone,
Innermost private ideas
Half-conscious mind-stuff.
It may just be right.
Though alienated;
Take the risk and trust.
The back of the signHas no meaning; the symbol
Without words — the shape.
So it is with life.
We infer, guess and reckon
As we long for more.
Stop in the name of … what?
Nothing. Just stop. And stay stopped.
Only then can you ask.
No stop signs, no labels;
Road signs for life are inside,
In intuition.
It is yours alone,
Innermost private ideas
Half-conscious mind-stuff.
It may just be right.
Though alienated;
Take the risk and trust.
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