Choose two mountains And split one to a pair of hills A hill divides in two to mounds One mound is halved to coupled knolls One knoll, it is but boulders two a boulder breaks to stone, and stone a stone comprise two pebbles and a pebble is two shards one shard you snap in two whole grains and now pick up the grain and face it, eye to eye and the shard that wasn’t halved place a fist length to the back, and to the right and the pebble just a foot away behind and all the rest, this way aligned to the right, and to the back in ever widening gaps up to the mountain that was left way in the distance, scraping skies look a grain, a shard, a pebble a stone, a rock, a knoll a mound, a hill, a mountain are all the same all woven in repeated pattern defined out of themselves therefore, all mountains depending on perspective are just grains
Now Take your aspirations
This is a new series I'm trying to write. It will comprise poems that were inspired by physical phenomena or philosophies that I encountered throughout my years studying. The goal is to reach ~ 20 of those and bind them in a booklet (along with their translation in my native tongue). Currently seems impossible, but each pebble at a time...