I wonder what Socrates would visualize,
if today, in our modern age,
he stood one starry night
and stared at the sky?
Would the light in his eyes
ignite an imagination that Van Gogh
could translate to canvas
and favor with a smile?
Or, if he thought what he saw
wasn't at all how he'd remembered,
would he envision suspicious intentions
within these strange space embers?
if today, in our modern age,
he stood one starry night
and stared at the sky?
Would the light in his eyes
ignite an imagination that Van Gogh
could translate to canvas
and favor with a smile?
Or, if he thought what he saw
wasn't at all how he'd remembered,
would he envision suspicious intentions
within these strange space embers?
