This is a poem that I wrote for one of my classes. It's a sestina, and I'm posting it here because Alyssa wanted to read it :) It has no title yet, and this is just the rough draft. So it may be a little different in a week. But yeah.
They say the way to creativity
is through questions
and the quick play
of the mind - innovation
in search of truth -
as the Buddha
did, and was. He, the Buddha,
was vastly creative
but claimed an universal and cyclical truth
in order to push away the questions
of the religious types who reacted negatively to innovation
and "play".
This play-
fullness and the desire for the new that Buddha
had is in other innovators
in their creative
pursuits, as they question
this world in search of the truth.
But what is this truth
that comes through play?
Or in the question
of the Buddha?
Or in the creativity
of the innovator?
The innovator
uses the truth
he knows to create,
build upon the work of others and to play
with it - the truth, I mean - like Buddha
as he questioned
his life. But what is the question
of the innovator,
of Buddha?
Perhaps, what is true and what is truth?
This is what a playful
person is seeking in the act of creation.
Buddha knew it when he was questioned
by those who opposed his creativity and innovation,
those who would see the truth divorced from play.
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