Friday, September 04, 2015

THE MIRRORED BEWILDERMENT



That all knowledge hitherto
Is but smoke rising
An effacing shadow
Upon the cave walls
Where prisoners sing in jest
To crown the sharp among these
And name them king


I fancy those mirrored walls
That tower about me
I see all I must and more
But to this there is more
This but a hypnosis realm
A world of illusions
A place of bewilderment

And so i journey to the waters
And see myself reflected
The moon and the stars
I climb to the summit
To behold the sun
And submit to her splendor
She illuminates my sight
As truth lights my knowledge

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