the truth that's spoken into the vast calm
that's heard only by those with open hearts
that keeps itself alive without those arts
cultivated by those keep their precious balm
only for themselves whose every psalm
proclaims them the only folk of active parts
that truth withstands even the sharpest darts
and without the least effort bears the palm
still does it matter if no one has yet heard
of what did happen and of what was done
the matter's not a simple one of acts and deeds
what's most important is who has the word
whether things were carried out in open sun
and what was done to meet the human needs
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
10 March 2007
the earth will move one day
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