What are we becoming? Everyone is so fascinated with daily life of who’s cool or what’s in that they are becoming ram in this monotonous system of productivity. #actnowforfuture #whatishappeninghere
Of serious conversations…
Chamonix (Friday Night Poetry Corner #207)
Good evening everyone and welcome to another Friday Night Poetry. This week is a nice, visual poem by a fantastic writer name 30 BaNaNas and the poem is called “Chamonix.” Please visit this poet’s page, you won’t be disappointed.
Red and gray,
rock and ice
if it rains or snow
feel the touch.
It’s not easy to breath,
neither to walk.
Time froze your heart,
froze your nose,
froze your plans.
Let it go.
Is time to fly,
upon the Mer de Glace
to greet Mont Blanc
climb Aiguilles,
up and down.
Red and gray are faced,
treasures ...
not easy to find
paths and rails curve
between rock and ice.
Crystals, monasteries
seem gone,
yet one day
glaciers will melt
even
if you freeze time
There is a place ...
not that far,
between clouds and space
so clear, so cold
so dark, so warm.
Where dreams get condensed
where dreams climb.
KG Bethlehem 