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Questions of life revolve in my head
Spinning as the earth;
Half in detailed darkness,
Half in glorious light --
I feel there are as many answers
In the day
As in the night
Is ponderous thought the true path
Or merely an earthly distraction?
Sometimes I feel that
True Knowledge
Lies in action --
But what can I say of life
When I know what is known to me to be
But a fraction
Of constellations, invitations and manifestations
Left to be seen by my eyes;
Left to be found in mountains, rivers and skies --
A tiny chapter of the earth's
Neverending masterpiece
Of potent cosmic words
Written in the eyes of lovers,
Translated through the words of mothers,
Often settling with flakes of
Snow --
Hidden in the leaves of trees
And crashing with the waves
Upon the shore --
What I have found is amazing to some,
But I desire more --
I wish to know such truth
That questions revolving in my mind
Would supernova into perfect light
Permeating Space and Time |
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