The Sages

The sages
have exhausted
all their metaphors!

Sky, cloud, ocean, wave
Window, wind, desert, plank
Onion, rain, mountain, mustard seed
Music, tree, rose, lily
Lotus, sprout, field (fertile and not)
infant, elder, adolescent
Father, son, ghost
Me, You, Us
Copulation, orgasm, Lover!

We will need to find
a new planet
to keep on talking
of Love!

I fear the sages
must be weary by now

Perhaps it is time to take them seriously,
Take matters into our own hands, my Friend
And find Reality for ourselves

Trust me when I tell you:
You have everything you need
for this noble journey

Yes!

So we can end
all this talking!