After doing some research
in Philosophy and Being-
I came to conceptualize,
thinking is pro-verbial.
After looking closer into,
and reflecting upon what is Beauty-
I came to see,
I bear no resemblance.
After debating what is Truth,
the subjective and absolute,
I came to understand-
people don't like its sound.
After feeling lost-
from seeking and pursuing Happiness,
I came to find-
it's a place that cannot be found.
After digging deeper into History,
beneath the surface, between the lines-
I came to discover
the past is exactly where it was supposed to Be.
After searching for the meaning
of art, music, and goosebumps-
I knew,
no definition was required.
After pondering all these
baffling banalities and easily explained enigmas-
I realized,
the art that is poetry is unexplainably the most beautiful music after all.
Image by Antonio de Pereda, (c.1636) [Public domain or Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons. "allegory of Vanity".
