The shadows flicker on the walls
Distorted images, truths, faces, facts
They grow, shrink, grow again, moving all the while
What am I seeing?
What is true?
I must escape this cave…
This song, The Cave by Mumford and Sons, has long been a favorite of mine. When it was in its auto-repeat phase for me, I was fascinated by the lyrics.
What does it mean to “Come out of the cave walking on your hands”? I looked it up. Those lyrics are a reference to both Plato and St. Francis of Assisi, who both sought to understand life.
The song challenges us to look at the world differently.
While not using the word “philosophy”, it IS a response to Sadje’s JusJoJan prompt: philosophy.
It’s also my attempt at a Cherita, the W3 challenge for this week. Cherita is the Malay word for story or tale.
A traditional cherita unfolds in three verses, each growing in length:
Verse 1: one line
Verse 2: two lines
Verse 3: three lines
Hot Dogs and Marmalade 
Great poem, Sally!
Yvette M Calleiro :-)http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
i remember read something in college about the cave. I thought of it as soon as I read your opening lines.
Great verse Sally and track to accompany it 🙌