In this world, this wisdom
(have you understood?)
I climbed a stream
and swam a hill
while this planet, an old
and silvered teacher
whispered-
fool!
Always, the blind
(do stars have eyes?)
crawl across
the blackened ground
without the sense
of light or sound
and find
the rose...
murmur
in its petaled ear
"because
I can".
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