My Own Thoughts
September 12, 2004

My Own Thoughts

Mystery,
oh ancient mystery,
how you are calling to me!
I cannot know the words,
I cannot know the frame,
on which ancient scholar scribed.

The frames were all broken!
We are left to guess.
Bits and pieces,
shards, only.
Can I guess?
Can I surmise
what ancient
more ancient than the ancients
thought as he gazed sky-ward?

Nevermind,
I have my own thoughts to study!

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