30/04/2013 | Categories: Contemplation, Darkness, Dreams, Fantasy, Life, love, Magical, Nature, Poetry | Tags: Black Flag, Doubt, Dreams, Fantasy, images, indie writing, Magical, Nature, Poems, poetry, writers, writing | Leave a comment
30/04/2013 | Categories: Contemplation, Darkness, Death, Decay, Dreams, Emotions, Fantasy, Life, love, Magical, Nature, Nothing, Poetry, quotes, Reality, Science, Space, Uncategorized | Tags: anitya, Art, Black Flag, Death, Doubt, Dreams, entropy, Fantasy, images, impermanence, indie writing, Journeys, love, Magical, Nature, Poems, poetry, reality, Science, writers, writing | Leave a comment
There are no epiphanies to be found here. No truths or prophecies or enlightenments. Holy men may come and go in this wilderness but they will not find meaning, sustenance or strength from this flag.
It sways in the breezes that leave as quickly as they come. It drifts awake on moments noticing the air too late to play with it. There are no storms, no roaring, howling winds. This flag has never stood alert, pulled between nature and it’s tether. Instead, it hangs it’s head to the ground.
No purpose, no markings, no meaning. For some this is too much. Do you dare to linger in the blazing heat of the midday sun? Do you want more; to know what this could mean? Can you accept that ultimately it may lead to nothing…
…or are you one of those who refuse to accept the existence of nothing?