Monday, March 17, 2014

in the wisdom of you

Sell this soon, dance this tune, serving dish, serving spoon.
Sand works down, throws it around, furnishing tables and gowns.
Elevate distance, celebrate resistance, annihilating all existence.

It's not in the words; it's in the sound
The rhythm, the pattern, the tunes
The simpler the meter
The deeper you'll meet her
It's in the wisdom of you

So look past the thoughts to nothing but form.
The meaning of structure, connections in logic,
What makes us human, the animal beyonding.
Waywarding, way warding, warder of the words
Keeping us encased but dreaming, imprisoned but free
Poet, Professor, Priest

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