words once written go
they vanish into nothing
their weight not golden
we gild the lily
still its loveliness appears
calming the loud day
what we know we know
vanishes into nothing
the world is so large
the rose of summer
casts odours to the breezes
soothing the hot soul
a moment's wisdom
it emerges from nothing
cycles of action
30 March 2007
from memory to purpose
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