Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

The Ladder

Would it matter if the solid was ethereal? Would it be real if eyes couldn't see? Would it make sense if systems of knowledge didn't exist? Would words have meaning if there was no language? Would there be telepathy if silence was all there was? Would there be colour if there was no light? Would there be waves if there was no sound? Would there be electricity if there wasn't magnetism? Would the sky fall if you walked on your head? Would you scale the underground bases if your feet could think? Would worlds be dreamed by higher powers if thought wasn't? Would reason breed perception if the beam of knowledge was narrow? Would you understand if there was no essence? Would you be if you weren't passed from a tether? As you learn about the degrees of light, the frequencies, and leagues of the seas, the moment you sieze, time is lost and you are at a point of entirety As you concoct the architecture and manipulation of all that is; you learn about the ladder, the prism of cycles, you learn about the source of all creation. You learn that you are connected to the essence of creation, you embody the tether, you connect as you climb up and down on the wisdom ladder.
Request permission to use this poem
Written by
moment-momeant
33 / M / South African
For You?
Written by
moment-momeant
33 / M / South African
Published
Apr 18, 2013
Lines·Words
22·216
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell moment-momeant how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write