When words realize
the wings on their own,
they take a leap to feel the flight
away from the burden of their own.
Like the water gliding
through the petals of a rose,
Unaware of the destiny they are heading
but sparkling their way all along the dive.
Wings that provide
the thoughts of reason,
that made even the great Aristotle
to sit and wonder, what the reason was.
Smile of Philosophy began the day
when the light of question started with a ‘why’,
And the quest seems to never end
as every time the answer ends, it ends with a ‘why’.
So when reason starts to drip
with every question we ask,
we start to sparkle like the water
dipping on the petals of a rose.
“Little Diamonds” 🙂