SONG OF THE SEEKERS

 

 

The  secrets of the Ages

Revealed in sacred texts

Are truth enough for some

And others are content to learn

The wisdom of the sages

Yet souls like ours will always try

In groping broken phrases 

To sound the bounds of open sky

And the metaphoric spaces

That all around us lie

I say sing on into the night

With our awkward wings in probing flight

That strength may come to those who hear

And strain to lift up meaning’s tiers

 

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