"The rose is without why;it blooms because it blooms.
It cares not for itself;asks not if it is seen."
Angelus Silesius
This poem is by Angelus Silesius, was a German Catholic mystic and poet.
Needless to say, it refers to what a rose is and arouses a mysterious atmosphere.
I came across this poem in my high school days and was so surprised at its simple but powerful expression.
Its manner is too simple but cleverly see through a fundamental question. Clearly Silesius had "an imaginative awareness of experience." In the next publishing, I will try a poem and wanna describe simple but fundamental issue around us.
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