"I, too, have spent
a life the sages' way
and tread once more familiar paths.
Perchance I perished in an arrogant self-reliance an age ago...and in that act, a prayer for one more chance
went up so earnest,
so... instinct with better light let in by death
that life was blotted out
not so completely... but scattered wrecks
enough of it to remain dim memories...
as now... when seems once more...
the goal in sight again."

 


"Building a Mystery."

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